All our life passes in this way. We seek rest in a struggle against some obstacles. And when we have overcome these, rest proves unbearable because of the boredom it produces.
— Pascal. Exhibit A: When I finish a paper or large project, I feel an absolute nothingness I can hardly bear. Even though I had yearned for its completion with all of my heart during the process. My supine rest on my bed, as I stare at the ceiling and find myself and my life intolerably incomprehensible, is surely no rest at all.
