You start to create a hole on what seemed a perfect spot for your home. You dig faster, anticipated with that thought of finding something that will satisfy your taste. Still eager to win, you dig deeper, only to find out you’ve reached the bedrock and there was nothing. Anxious, you realized how far you are now from where you used to be. It was too late now. You lost. The game. Yourself.
Everything has turned out the way you least expected. You were trapped in the pit you created all because you were so caught up finding the exception on a very peculiar place.