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There's a verse in one of my favorite songs
Something like:
...one day soon, I think, I hope,
You are gonna look up ....
You're gonna see how far you've come
Rather than how far there is left to go...
Some days, that's easier to feel than others.
Some weeks ago, that progress felt significant.
Freeing!
Profound!
Yesterday even, I could look, and I could see
The vastness of virtue
Brought by resilience
And toil
And pain
All intertwined;
Hard won.
Mountainous. Momentous. Magnificent magnitude.
But today....
Today....
It feels like I was standing at a peak. and looking at all of the progress…
Fleeting…
Fine...
and I just turned around
and looked back up the fucking mountain.
I see, again, how far I must go.
I know you have to look ahead sometimes... More often than not, really.
But… fuck dude.
Today, I hate hiking.