There is something intangible, ungraspable; something I have been searching for my entire life. I know it exists, though I do not know what it is, where to find it, or what it could possibly be. I am not entirely sure if it is a thing, a feeling, an emotion, or death for that matter. I know its existence is real, and I will attain it. I know this does not make sense to you, but for those of you who do understand exactly what I am talking about, it does make sense. Just when I think I may have found what I have been looking for, it is then presented to me that it is not. This is when I can hear the gods laughing at me again, yet I never allow their laughter to hinder my intent or movement forward. Nothing will hinder my search for this missing substance within my life, which I know exists.
