"four atarax pills a day... a medicinal rhythm in the pursuit of relief of normality. yet their effectiveness seems as elusive as a spectre for cannot escape that ubiquitous sensation. the void invisible yet enormously present all consuming it encapsulates being. like an incessant tide it engulfs entirely. every thought, every emotion, every pulsating heartbeat resonating within the vast expanse this void encompasses. an existential paradox where stand as both the epicenter and the hapless victim its unwelcome grip tightening around existence"