It comes out of nowhere. The world tilts, spins, warps—like your brain forgot how gravity works. Everything stretches and sways, like a bad dream you can’t wake up from.
You can’t fight it. All you can do is wait. Breathe. Let it pass.
And when it’s over, you’re not sure what’s left. Just a body that’s tired. A mind that’s frayed. But somehow, you try to stand up again. Not because you’re strong—just because there’s no other choice.
