A philosophical ficlet. At first I thought it was a riddle, then I realized it was just rhetorical, though not really a question, a rhetorical statement. The kind you say ‘huh’ to when the person next to you speaks it, neither confirming nor denying the statement.

Oh, this could be a nice lead into another ficlet. So many possibilities, presented in a simple, plain way. Intriguing ficlet.

reminds me of the man who sold the crystals in The Alchemist. He always wanted to do the muslim pilgrimage to Mecca, but he never did. He liked having the dream, more than actually fulfilling it.
ANYWAYS I like it