The quest ended that moment when they shook hands. It was a simple touch of fingers, saying "nice to meet you". That sealed the soul search everyone does during a lifetime. A constant movement from place to place, until you find what you are looking for. And you're always waiting for things to pop up and strike you in  the eye. But that moment the waiting seemed to have stopped. You stop and wonder, is it really happening? You cannot believe what is going on, you question everything, you suspect all sorts of things. You cannot enjoy the fucking moment because you are concerned with these stupid questions. Then, something happens and changes everything. You see yourself thrown into the fucking waiting game all over again. But this time, you know what you are waiting for. You feel a big ball rolling over and over in your chest, scratching the edges of your thorax. Suddenly, you have to inhale deeper and deeper. This ball stops rolling from time to time, to start again harder and harder. You turn on the radio, maybe it'll calm it down. But, no. It doesn't work. Because the ball brought its friend, the small nail in the stomach, stinging and stinging and stinging. And you are again waiting for the antidote to clear all this out. To collect all these tools that you have swallowed all at once and take them away. But, they keep on living inside your body, a constant reminder that you are alive, that life has not ended yet.