There has to be something.
You know?
There has to be a way, or an exit, or some kind of porthole that leads us to a brief station in time where all is fine and tension disappears.
Maybe there’s a way to extend this. Or maybe we can find out how to recreate life to become something more than what it is (or what it was) and maybe this is the high of all highs.

There has to be something more than just momentary, or something poetic, or something that can take us away, as if to be set adrift in the gentle tides of something weightless or pleasurable to the point where the body is at ease and the mind can find peace. This is what I want.
I want to find that great place or that center, or find balance so that all that was wrong can be nonexistent or at least gone for a while.
There has to be a way.