Satisfaction in the Incomplete

There is satisfaction in incompleteness. There can be joy in not finishing, contentment in being unfulfilled, and liberation in not attaining. What’s the point of achieving a goal and feeling that fleeting, tangent, ephemeral state of accomplishment only to experience emptiness, letdown, and restlessness shortly afterward? When you crave for a type of food and then gorge until you are filled to the brim, doesn’t that feel uncomfortable? Better to stop the moment before satiety, to savor the taste, but leave wanting. That way the fantasy is preserved. There is nothing more dejecting than to have the construct of your fantasy break down by achieving it.