“We’re in the dark, it’s getting late [...]”.

It’s been a long day, but it’s not over yet. One last step, few more minutes to compose the article. Because being committed to the goals is not always about being above the expectations.

I had to learn being happy about being below the expectations. Doing silly things. Doing imperfect things. To keep on track. To make a step. Small. The one that might be judged. The one that is easy to pick and use against me. It does not matter. Those, who want - always find a defect. Always find a reason to blame. It does not matter.

This is not full-size article. I am not even sure it should be called an article. Nevertheless - it had to appear. This is one of those cases, that make me think: do we overestimate our freedom. Ideas, inventions and discoveries must be done. No matter do we want to make them or not. Sometimes there are things that must come. And we are just a tool in God’s hands.

We either accept and appreciate it. Or let our ego throw a drama, about being higher than that. That’s the freedom. And there is a price tag attached. When we force - to do or to avoid doing - nothing good happens. If we push - something resists. No matter the direction.

Getting back to the roots and learning how to slide through the life - that’s the real luxury. It’s not about living far in a forest without stress. It is about not being stressed of not sitting in the office for 8 hours.

To do that we must step out and take ourselves for a journey. Journey with traps and lessons. Where each step is good if we survived it. Where each failure means getting up. Again. Again. Take a brake. Being exhausted but make that extra step.

And then we hit the top.