It’s 8 am and the Acela is pulling out of Penn Station in New York, silently and stealthily, passing hundreds of arriving commuters from local train mere feet away from the tracks. They are trudging, infantry-like, down the platform and up the escalators, heads down, backpacks swaying, resolute and without choices.
They are marching into a never-ending battle that will always be a stalemate, because no matter what they accomplish or fail to accomplish today, they will be doing the same march on the same battlefield in the same manner tomorrow.
We entrepreneurs need to be thankful for the diverse and exciting life we lead, if we allow ourselves to, and seize it. Otherwise, we’re merely marching along the tracks while the high achievers rush silently past.
© Alan Weiss 2017