Live Like an Angel

When I am saying these words to you, I am standing on the sightseeing platform of Broken Dream Island. I like to stand here alone and look into the distance, especially looking in the direction of Dream Port. But I can't see anything now because it's not completely bright yet. If it were in the past, I would have been able to see Dream Harbor like some kind of object floating on the sea, just swaying up and down. I mean, as long as the weather is good, I can see Dream Harbor like some floating object, undulating on the sea level. I can't see anything now. I could only see a blur of darkness around me. There are several lighthouses shining in the distance. The sea breeze mixed with the wet and salty smell kept pouring into my nose. I felt cold and damp, and I kept coughing, and the sound carried far away. I feel extremely exhausted. I haven't closed my eyes for almost two days. Well, I'm not kidding, I literally haven't slept in two days. I am now standing on this small platform, and then holding on to the railing with my hands, I look at the sea. I am really tired, but my heart is very happy.