So, in what does the weary traveller seek? The letterheads only son to which one should speak only kindly for. To which we seek in all things: eternity. More so, the eternity of feeling, that the venture brings the expected opportunity for feeling a certain way, as also that this feeling endures. If it does? Then consider a larger facet of existence as solved. Is that what we require right here and now? Or is it better to be on the walking path, always solving new problems… a life that is complete leaves what for its achiever? A far more harrowing existence than the dreamer yet to achieve? Does the existence of problems to be solved provide the only other base of eternity that the vessels crave? That life is filled to be consistently ever changing.

Meditate.