DAY NINE: perseverance

Look at a stone cutter, hammering away at his rock, perhaps a hundred times without as much as a crack showing in it. Yet at the hundred-and-first blow it will split in two, and I know it was not the last blow that did it, but all that had gone before.

i never realised how easy my success came until now.

but i know what ive done wrong.

but at the end of the day i have to want to fix my mistakes

before i can fix my results

and im not going to lie

the road im on has plenty of little parking spots i wanna park in.

but if park my car now

it will only take me longer to get to where i am going

and even if, right now, its not where i wanna go,

i know its eventually where i want to be

Success seems to be largely a matter of

hanging on after others have let go.

and my fingers are getting sore from holding on

only the strong survive. and im not sure i have what it takes.

im sick of wasting my life away on a dream that

might never be in reach

i feel time is running out but i cant let the fear

of the time it will take to accomplish something

stand in the way of doing it.

The time will pass anyway;

we might just as well put that passing time

to the best possible use

because at the end of the day, even if i miss this goal

i have to do all the work anyway to reach the next one.

difficult things take a long time,

impossible things a little longer.

and i may not be there yet,

but im closer than i was yesterday.