Why do all of us continue to ask and answer questions?

we gain no prize-there is no award,so why is this site so addictive ,so compelling. i will never meet my muse. nor she i, alas, my maiden has favored me with the cloth of her attention.her smile has become my shield. her wit,my lance. would that i could ,i would sew her countenance into the hem of my garmet as a brace against the winter chill. A mere word from her lips to thaw my loveless soul..