You don't find what you're looking for in other places. In fact, you don't ever really find what you're looking for-- it has to find you. And when it dies, it won't ever leave you. Oh, you can deny it all you want, but it's there to stay whether you welcome it or not.

The thing with me is this: I can't settle. I'm almost afraid to because if I do, then what will I have to live for? Where will the challenge be? Then, after way too long, it all hit me: the challenge is not finding what you're looking for, it is learning how to work with what has already found you. It's loving even when you think you can't anymore. It's owning up to what you've done. And it's learning to live again, despite everything.