Fear’s Game

The fear of finally getting hold of what you’ve been looking for seems to trump the hunger for it.

How weak.

It is not that we do not seek to achieve happiness, or find true love, or be successful.
It is that when we find it, we (strangely) become mortified by the said discovery.

Is it the lack of a quest? Or the emptiness of the unknown?

It is not a Pyrrhic…