no matter where i looked, there was water everywhere.

the rocking sensations created by ten-foot waves made me feel like i was on a roller coast ... a roller coaster without a safety bar. the thrill was exhilarating but so was the fear. what if i am thrown overboard? my inherent fear of the deep blue sea resurfaced in such a rush, i felt almost nauseous. wind and raindrops on my face, i gripped onto the sidebar of the tiny sailboat so tightly, the arterial veins of my knuckles became almost as white as snow.

just hang in there, i mutter to myself.

i wish there was somebody here to help! looking around the impossibly stormy seascape, i forced the panic out of my mind and focused.

focused on the thoughts of my own comfortable bed...
focused on snuggling under my bedcovers.

wake up, jeanie, wake up!

with a startle, i realised i'm awake...and i'm still swaying.

the whole house is swaying!
what a storm that is!

the creaking sideposts makes me wonder, somewhat sleepily, what would happen if something gave.

a few moments of swaying after, the winds seems to die down. and the house settles back onto its foundation, done for the night.

what a night!