I fear that we as travelers are too invested in getting to the destination without experiencing the journey. That the end goal sums up all means made through our travel, but we don't really know what those are. As people, we tend to focus to much on the dream and not the steps to get us to what we want to become, because that is dirty and filled with heartbreak and disappointment.
This man clearly understands my point.
I offer however a different way of viewing, I think the very best of our goals are the steps we take to reach them. The end destination is just a grim reminder that we don't have anything left to work for, we've got what we've wanted. It the actual process that we should be more concerned about, it does hold the very goal we choose to rave so much about, and more importantly can toss it away from us if it so wants to.
I want my world to be filled with travels, destinations are not what I care about, it's the characters in the narrative of my life and the places that I visit that interest me because they in turn decide what kind of person I am going to become. When I focus more on what it is that is around me rather than what is ahead of me I get a much clearer picture if the end of the road is the one I want to keep going for. I could very well see that along this path is nothing that I hoped for, and that thought is what drives me, and also can turn me astray.
I hope that in time people take the opportunity to look around a bit more, I'm not asking anyone to stop and smell the roses, I particularly don't like the smell, I'm just asking that people get more of a sense of what is there when they pass by. It may not always be there when you turn back.
