I dream of a place where the entirety of the universe becomes confined within the center of a singular sphere. Where the living space holds no breathing room and madness blooms in the loneliness. Trapped inside this sphere, trapped with everything else. Going every where else but going nowhere. Perhaps I have everything, but I cannot be content with anything. So the shadow grows more and more until I realize I am no one to enjoy anything at all. Back again I trade. Into the shadows, within the sphere, in a place I know not anywhere else.