I have searched for it. I worked through the processes but still it evaded me. My mouth was dry but then I was trying to fill my stomach first. I searched through more possibilities in my mind. Where could it be?
People rustle by as their chatter is drowned out by chris. The rhythm echoed through the parts of my mind not already involved in the search.
Then it hits me like a rugby player. More like a full team. I reel from the initial blow, with barely enough time before it came again. Blow by blow. But I roll with it, using its momentum to go further on. Finally I found it. My search is nearly over.