
Growing up I was always fascinated with the next phase, the next big achievement, for what felt like the destination. I couldn't wait for my next birthday, next school phase, driver's license, dating, marriage, kids, for kids to reach their next milestone. The list could go n. I didn't know how to be content in the moment I was in. I was a finisher and woulds set everything aside to get the task in front of me done. My vision was firmly fixed on the destination, everything else falling away, seeming to be a distraction...
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