It’s so easy to get lost in the routine of everyday life. Your world becomes a never ending to-do list of things that hardly ever get done. Almost like a sequence of repetitive motion you know that your tomorrow will be nothing but a slight variation of your today. Something that at times is welcomed, even most of the time enjoyed, can bear weights stronger then the strongest can hold.
How much is getting things done worth, if you can’t even enjoy the moments of getting to the top? I’ve always imagined the view at the end of a goal would be the most rewarding of sights and most likely the greatest of feelings. However, how much more would it mean to enjoy the view on the way up?
For the driven, things add up quickly, maybe even more so for the less motivated. We get stressed out, exhausted, and at some points let down. Our time is consumed faster than the next day can begin. We try to stretch something that can’t be multiplied and create something that can’t be made. I have come to believe that the greatest successes stand little in comparison to the moments of enjoyment that get us there. While the small things often times seem to slip between the cracks, they are the very things that make the view from the top all the more worthwhile.