You wish to escape to somewhere open and vast - somewhere that allows you to breathe clean, wild air. So you go to it. Outside. “Outside”. A space both outside the internal and outside of everything. A crag of rock floating in space. A mountain rising from nothing. A peak with no base. The air is so clean you can taste it, the way you can taste the freshness of cold water and fresh fruit.

You stand somewhere cold and below the horizon.