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It's early morning and I have been staring at the same spot on the ceiling since 11:00 pm last night.
Since all those hours have came and went, a lot has also came and went through my mind, some things that made my blood boil, some that put me at ease.
My eyes are gone in space and I can feel the tears run down my cheek from the lack of blinking.
I finally come back to reality and look around the room, blink once, twice, three times and eventually drag myself to the kitchen.
I grab a bag of tea and let it sit on the counter until the kettle of water is howling a high-pitched sound.
I answer to the kettle and grab my cup of tea.
I let myself drop to a sit out on the deck that overlooks the ocean.
While sipping my tea, I think to myself how lucky I am to have this view;
Then, I think of how unlucky I am to have no one to share this with.
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