We all, at some point or another, stumble across something that calls to us. That something, once found, is precious. When nurtured, it can become a dream that haunts us, obsesses our very being day and night without ceasing. Many go after whatever it is that calls them, few succeed in attainment. Sometimes it's because the road to their dreams became too arduous, consuming far too much effort for far longer than their patience stretches. Sometimes not.
Those who are in it for the long run often find that the path once thought to be straight is full of unexpected turns, hills and treacherous hikes. But they have the patience, and the dedication, and through it all, eventually, they realize that there was never a destination to begin with. Only a seemingly never-ending journey that they had chosen to find happiness upon. For one road always leads to another, and the hardest climbs often reap the highest rewards.
So here's to the odds that will be beaten. The sweat that will be perspired, and the spirits that will be broken down and rebuilt. Here's to the sun that will iridescently shine. And to the dreams that will not die.

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