Reflections...

Ok, so Santa Monica... It's interesting. It's not my favorite place. Too big, too many people, too touristy. Santa Barbara was way better, I guess it's because this place is greater LA. If I had more time, I can see more, and maybe enjoy it, but it's a carbon copy pretentious American city. If you see the Bubba Gump Shrimp Company restaurant on the pier, maybe you should take that as a sign. 

I talked to a few local people about the area, and learned that they've never been to Malibu. It's a 20 minute drive away. It's like being in Vancouver, and asking a local about Burnaby, and they've never been there. Or maybe it's like being in Vancouver, and asking about Whistler, and they've never been there. But even that's still 2 hours away, and somewhat justifiable. 

I think it says something about how different people are. Either you want to experience different things, explore a little, expand your horizons, or you maybe you don't. And it's OK if that doesn't interest you, but I don't understand it.

This is what I chose to do for my vacation. During this entire trip, I've had moments when I've questioned why I do this. Usually, it's because of the physical pain I've endured, but there's so much more to it than that. There are high days, there are low days, as there are in regular daily life. One thing I've learned on this trip, is that no matter how far away something's is, or how high the hills are, rest assured, there's always another hill waiting for you to overcome. 

When I think about what compels me to do something like this, I am starting to realize it's because I never want anything to be easy. This personal trait is echoed in my business life as well. I tend to take on challenges that I can easy be avoided by keeping things the same.

I have shed tears on the cusp of an assent I don't believe I can crest, as I have shed tears on all major transitions my business has taken, whether it be the first van, the first employee, the first building, the first customer service rep and so forth, they are all just as difficult. I remember a saying from my uncle who said to me "If you aren't growing, you're going backwards." It sounds like what goes through my mind when I think about quitting climbing this fucking mountain. There's no option there but to press on of course and eventually, I will get there. 

I'm learning it's much more difficult to grow, but so much more rewarding when you overcome the challenges you set for yourself, because the descent on the other side is soooo fucking worth it. Well, as long as there's a pub on the other side anyways...