Worth All The Waiting | 3.2.21

The juice is worth the squeeze, we’re told, the destination worth the journey there. We hear these repeated ad nauseam, drilled into brain like mantra, like record broken and skipping. In the middle of the squeezing, in the center of the exhaustion from legs that just keep walking, one foot after another, we forget. We lose sight of the point, from time to time, watch it float like featherweight up and out, out and off and beyond our reach, we forget and so we sometimes stop. I am here, whispering out through simple words on some simple morning, to remind you again, to drill again that it’s worth it, it’s always been worth it, and Churchill nailed it when he said “If you’re going through hell, keep going.”

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