Then one day my life was turned upside down. I was falling apart. Now each day as I walked past the paining I noticed the sea became rough and choppy, just like my life was becoming. The day came when I went over the edge. That day I noticed something bizarre about the painting. Why not, everything about my life was a bizarre mess.

I don’t know if what I saw was real, an illusion, or my frenzied mind playing tricks on me. The angry sea was spilling out of the frame, a ship going over the edge, as if it had reached the edge of the earth. Maybe the world was flat after all, I know my life was.

One by one the ships went over the edge into oblivion. Is that were I was headed? I couldn’t let that happen to me! What can I do to reverse course? Then it came to me, the storm always calms and the sea settles down, There was hope that my life would too. The scene before me rewound like an old VHS tape and everything was calm again. I took a deep breath and hit my rewind button taking me back to before this mess happened, and I was calm once again.