The Journey

Imagine you are standing in one spot. You've been standing their for many days and are bored with it.

To move to another spot, hopefully more interesting than the one you're on, you must walk thousands of miles.

There are two paths. One paved with broken glass, which you must traverse in your bare feet. The other is of green grass.

On the broken glass path is a sign that reads: "This way to a happy spot".

On the green grass path a sign reads: "This way to somewhere".

Bored with your spot and yearning for a happier spot, you venture carefully and painfully down the broken glass highway driven by the promise of its destination.

Years later when you arrive at your new destination, you are much happier. Partly because you are no longer walking on broken glass, but mostly because you are at, what you believe, is a better spot.

In your new spot, you are happy.

After a few days, you are no longer happy, but content.

After a few more days, you are somewhat dissatisfied.

After a few more days, you are restless and once again yearn for a happier spot.

Two new paths present themselves. One paved with broken glass to a happier spot and one with green grass to somewhere unknown.

You think back to your experience in getting to this spot, one which originally made you happy but soon became mundane.

You remember the pain of every step and how the journey took years to make and quickly realize that pain of the Journey was not worth the Destination.

You also remember that no matter how great the new spot was, it quickly became status quo and your happiness quickly diminished.

After much thought, you take the grass road.

And every day for years you enjoy every step of your journey with almost no thought of its destination.