Stavanger Bay What I know tomorrow, I'm learnin' today

lestan shook his head. "i don't know. not really." he found it easier to keep his voice calm the longer he kept his eyes trained away from bridget, kept his breathing even.
"it just feels like — whatever happened to me out there, it changed me."
he felt crazed. sickened. he had never experienced such before. he had not said these things aloud.
"but i feel as if — whenever i'm away from her — i cannot be on my own. i s-stop — functioning. eating."
a breeze, crawling his shoulders.
lestan shivered, and his words fell away.