I stand quite right at this very moment, leaving a life of yacht and pleasures. It was absurdity making me want to vomit. I came with friends. They all killed themselves on the yacht. They were either drowned or murdered. Only I was exceptional alone in the world surviving and living. I saw a feast of lobster at the banquet. No, I’m not playing characters. I ate a lobster roll. It was disgusting. It was bland. This was yacht food. I saw an insect with dark metal shell on its back crawling on the table. I ignored it pretending I didn’t see it. It was angry. I could tell. I stood up going to the deck watching the horizons feeling anxious than ever. Oh how I could live without money. Then I saw it again the insect. I couldn’t believe my eyes. What is it trying to do in this bright daylight? Etc.
Yuling Chen 