Is This All There Is?

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Is this all there is?

Whenever I accomplish anything, both honourably large and pleasurably small, I’m always offered that lingering emptiness. And I always take it.

It usually arrives shortly after the confetti drops and the trumpets sound. The noise of celebration fades out and I’m left alone. The question grows louder. And all of the accolades I could ever possibly acquire shrink in the face of…