Does the sight of kites circling really close to the ground make you queasy?
I saw one such herd this evening at Haji Ali, taking turns plunging into the shallows near the shore. The scene brings a churning feeling in my tummy, like it was my fault whatever is being lunged at has ended up being nutrition for the omnivores. It is like a nightmare.
Everyone charging at you with ammunition ranging the unimaginable to the most ridiculous. You twist and turn and thrash in your sheets until, finally, your slumber cannot contain the wilderness of your imagination.