More Aspergers

Yesterday there was a brisk and cutting north-easterly wind which made the sea swell and come crashing over the harbour wall. The photo doesn't really do it justice. I stood there watching, and felt its power, both latent and actual. It reminded me of something in myself, where some outside influence can be a catalyst, and causes call sorts of powerful thoughts and emotions to churn up and redistribute themselves. It also reminded me of my usual state, where I am engulfed by so many thoughts, emotions, conversations etc.
It reminds me of now, where the intense sadness of yesterday evening and the intense exuberance of last night are churning up and going round and round inside me.
I love the sea, and am fascinated by it.