We all crave it.Success.
We picture this mountain, task ,whatever, that we have to conquer or overcome in order to become “successful”. We do these things, sacrifice, burn the midnight oil…..blah blah blah in order to ‘get there’.
In the end, if we ever get there, for those of us who do, what if we find it was the wrong mountain to climb, that it was all vain success. Fine there’s the money, prestige,fame and all of that but what if there was something else that we should have,could have, done instead?
and still there’s the question, then what?
yeah, you’ve reached the ‘top’ of your mountain. conquered it all. what next? You’ve come against and beaten all odds, so what?
Which brings us to the age old question, What is the meaning of life?
I am not down playing peoples success I just need answers to my questions. And please, do not take me for a lazy person, because I’m not.
