16 hours ago...

...somewhere over the South China Sea, I find myself torn and twisted. My heart, heavy like an anchor, is dragged along in my homeward journey. I have never been closer to home these 3 weeks, yet for the first time, the closer I get the further I wish to be. Inside me, a deep desire to unchain my heavy heart, dispense with emotion and reality. Already alone, this solitude leads to a further downward spiral. My feelings, pent up in this aluminium can, threatens to rupture in a toxic release. Alas, the implausibility of decompression leaves me in scathing agony, a powerless prisoner of my heart...