“How ya doin?”
“Oh…just livin’ the dream,” he said sarcastically.
I partook in this snippet today at work. This defeated remark came from a man who probably is living his dream. He does personal training at a very exclusive club. He makes a ton of money and is able to afford a comfortable lifestyle for his family.
I’m sure that when he envisioned his future, these are the types of things he’d imagined.
Something tells me, however, that he did not imagine the bags under his eyes from staying up all night with sick toddlers. I’m sure he didn’t imagine just how long his days would be at this club.
I couldn’t help but wonder whether he remembered why he started in the first place? Was it worth it?
I think maybe that’s why some people are afraid of “making it”. That fear that you’ll get “there” and it won’t be as great as you thought it would can be stifling. But y’all know I’m a firm believer in being afraid and doing it anyway.
I just hope that for me the dream doesn’t get lost in all the sacrifice. This is why I strive to bring passion and connectedness to all that I do, so that none of it will be in vain. I want to soak in every moment along the way. I want to make the climb just as beautiful as the view from the top.
Stuck in our delusions of grandeur, we can give up climbing because we don’t make it fast enough. That’s why they say the dream is free but the hustle is sold separately. You gotta pay the cost to be the boss. Anything worth having is worth working for. There’s a million cliches I could insert here.
Just never forget why you started and never forget where you’re going.