> All my happiness was to have been found in the continual pursuit of this end. The end had ceased to charm, and how could there ever again be any interest in t

> All my happiness was to have been found in the continual pursuit of this end. The end had ceased to charm, and how could there ever again be any interest in the means? I seemed to have nothing left to live for. Wow, this one hits me hard. I think for many years now I've reverted to focusing on the ends, and while I may find them charming for a while, lose interest in them and scramble to find other ends, instead of just focusing on the means. For example, I have struggled for years in terms of branding some of the work I do, because I don't know what's the overall narrative I want to tell. When I focus on just what the tools are and how they function, I honestly feel a lot happier and relaxed than trying to focus on the ideal outcome of the tools. For those who haven't, I suggest visiting the link posted above, searching for the quoted passage, and reading more of the context around that paragraph. I really really appreciated it today, so thank you for posting it.