And when she let her mind relax, the sounds around her slid into the background; the ticking clock faded as rivers ran down her face, washing from the outside the strain within.  A solid long breath after nights under water brought thoughts of hope, not just for herself but for all who need this cleansing.  If this process could be bought or sold, it would be among the grand expeditions charted and sought after like buried treasure, mapped for the adventurous.