In fact it is what we aim for, for twenty-two years.
But once we can hit the target, what then?
This is a delicate moment for we are proud of our achievement. And our family is proud. When Dad tells you he is proud of you, you know you have arrived.
At this moment we reach our first temptation.
We are tempted to keep firing at the target simply because we can now hit the bulls-eye.
But how can I tell you? How can I tell you to simply walk out into the trackless waste? It makes no sense. You know it makes no sense.
Yet there is a small call in your heart. There is something you almost glimpse out of the corner of your eye. Something is calling to you.
You can't see it. Your parents can't see it. Even your friends can't see it.
It's a longing.
But what do you long for?
There is only one way to find out and that is to go looking.
Or you can continue your target practice until you become bored. And you can continue to be bored until you become depressed. And then they are ready for you, and you are ready for them.
And as the pipes of Pan waft gently away, you will wonder and keep on wondering. Until you can wonder no more.
And it is at that very moment, they know they have you.
You know you are no longer wonderful, and you can see quite clearly that no-one else is either.