With every agonizing step towards a goal, achievement, accomplishment the question almost always arises. What the hell am i doing this for. For whom?
Miracles then happen, my heart which was beating ever so slowly beats a fast rhythmic rhythm. realizing why this happens is because I was my own worst enemy.
Placing finish lines in my life is foolish. Only dying can somebody say i finally finished. I wont deceive myself again I'll continue even after a goal is done.
