When The Game Is Through

… and when the game is done with you, what then?

You’ve always loved it, since you were a kid, the game — but the game doesn’t love you. It’s indifferent to you, to anyone really, and it will carry on tomorrow as if there had never been a today.

And who will you be, then?

You’ve tied your identity to what you do rather than how you choose to live. And then, suddenly, you can’t do that one thing anymore.

But you are not your vocation. Maybe only now are you really you. You just need to become acquainted with that person.

And learn to love that person.

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