After 15 years I have found it, but now something is missing:
It was fascinating to be constantly on the look-out for it. Now I have nothing to search for.
Now I have been robbed of the hope of finding it,
and, . . . the prospect of that joyous moment-of-finding is gone.
Sounds strange to have such thoughts after finding something!
ReplyDeleteFor 15 years? Is searching for the key your main reason for being? This must be Hell.
ReplyDeleteSearching is our business, isn't it? Searching for God.
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