Sea.

I am currently in a relaxed and tired state of mind. It is rather hot tonight and I just took down a part of my curtain to increase airflow into the room. While in this state of mind, I would like to share something that has been bothering me for over three months. It's actually about somebody who is important to me. I'm not going to share what the exact problem is, because I know what went wrong. I just want to share the feelings that came out of it.

But not exactly.

Sea. is a story I'm developing right now. I'm not too sure what it will be, but I do know what it is right now. That is, I know what I'm pouring into it. I just haven't really thought about the characters, world, or even the story. I just know bits and pieces of it, mainly the feelings I want to evoke.

Anger. Sadness. Guilt. Repression.

All I know is memories can get distorted. Sometimes they disappear, but others have a way of manifesting themselves into larger things. And sometimes the memories we have are not really memories, but remnants of dreams from long ago that we don't realize that they were never real events to begin with. 

A person tries to find their friend's killer while learning more about their friend's past.