A person without goals is like a ship without destination. So goes the saying on the calendar in the page of May and June, hanging on the wall of the bathroom in self’s home. (That’s how much am in desperate need of inspiration, that the toilet is self’s latest muse.)
So… what about the journey? Does the journey not matter? It does, but just not as much as the destination, doesn’t it?
Then… what about people who actually care how the journey will be like? People who actually prioritise journeys over destinations? Are they… misprioritising?
Is it okay not to have destinations, but journeys instead?