/ by Modern Adversary

I knew more and wanted it. I worked hard enough to experience and achieve, toiled until the boy who could only imagine became the man who could do. And then did. When the natural arc returned me to the valley I re-imagined and reinvented. And did it all again, in different places, differently. But just as each summit climbed or each goal accomplished became a dream destroyed, those experiences left a void. What now? And when?
How hard should I push? What against?
Mark Twight