Here's the road I'm on.
That's where I am on it.

I know there's a huge obstacle ahead. It's going to be a tough drive over those mountains. I don't believe there's a road over them and I don't believe anyone has driven over them before me...Before us.

Of course there is another obstacle.
We seem to be stuck, we're not moving.
The mountains aren't getting any closer. So getting to the obstacle has proven to be an obstacle in itself. Interesting.

I've been stuck home sick for the last day and a bit and I've been thinking.
I don't like being stuck.
And worse, I don't see any valid reason for being stuck.

However, nonetheless, I do see why I am stuck. The list is colorful:

• Laziness
• Lack Of Focus
• Lack of Motivation
• Lack of Support

Obviously none of these reasons are valid, and they serve to motivate just by looking at them. There's no sense in standing around being a f*cking tool. I know we have have the right team assembled. We just need to motivate off each others' extraordinary ability instead of simply being comfortable with each others' extraordinary ability to have fun. :)
So I'll begin to sacrifice the partying for the chance at furthered prosperity. The Operant idea here is: Begin to...

But why this sudden realization? Easy.
Somebody who I aspire to be like looked at what I have planned, what I have done and made a harsh judgment.

"These are just the dreams of a boy. What about the real world?"

It hurt.
But I needed to hear it,
Or see it as the case may have been.