#37 Chaos.

I'ts like a storm.
A rock in the storm. 
It.. feels like chaos.

Mine chaos.

But on the same time everything is calm.
It's all so calm.

When I'm doing nothing I feel like a feather falling down from the sky. But as soon as my head is going to do something, the storm arrives.

That calm feather suddenly turns into an leaf getting separated from a tree in the storm.

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