I feel like I'm running, down the endless hallways of the tarsus full of all those things from your imagination. Only in this they can kill me, not only can but will. But that's ok, because what I feel is life and life happens. Only you'd think there would be a safe room in this tardis. I guess the tardis goes on forever but that's not to say that there isn't a safe room. You have to keep pushing and moving forwards because somewhere in this life there is a safe room and eventually you'll get there.