Nausea

Nausea is the essence of the existence of people stuck “in the bustle of the day.”
People thrown at the mercy of an alien, merciless, joyless reality.
Nausea is the inability to love and trust; it is simply a man and woman’s inability to understand each other.
Nausea is that very “other side of despair,” beyond which lies Freedom. But what is a person to do with this accursed freedom—someone driven mad by loneliness?