Everyone wishes for a break sometimes. If they could just pause the world and take a moment to catch their breath, I'm sure they would.
This would be a necessity, not a luxury, but no one has this, so it does not matter.
Days travel on, no stopping in sight.
Family problems, job losses, deaths, broken bones, broken hearts, broken souls with no one to mend them, fires, floods, a call from the pastor that says the church collapsed,
a call from you brother saying that mom's lung collapsed, fear, fights, and falling down, down, down to the dusty grave.
It plays out like a bad movie, where the characters have no depth that the watcher can see, the people have no light at the end of the tunnel. It's boring and there's no real plot.
The captions of life are scrawled across the bottom of the screen:
WHAT ARE WE DOING THIS FOR?
IS THERE NO BEGINNING? IS THERE NO END? FOREVER, WANDERING, MINDLESS, SEAMLESS IN THIS BLACK EXPANSE OF SPACE AND FOR WHAT?
No one speaks the answer because everyone already knows the truth.
It's all for nothing.