inspired from 'questions of my 20s' series by Sonya A., this question has been something that I often come back to and wonder about. even more so in moments of uncertainty and gloom, it is one of the constant thoughts that pop up.
however, that's all there is to it, a question. a question without a definite answer. but then at the same time, how does one define 'the end'? at what point exactly do the final credits roll - is it after your death? if that's the case, then this seems a bit moot, i suppose.
what if 'the end' is just a certain future point in your life where you have 'made it'. a point - or life - when you feel that all of your struggles, patience, and hard work was worth it. perhaps that's why i think of this as a question of my 20s. despite my glass-half-full approach, i have occasional moments of self-doubt that makes me question everything. but also because i'm a glass-half-full person, that post script exists. what if it all does work out in the end?
(more importantly though, it is usually the journey that gives you a lot more than the supposed end point. but of course, it doesn't negate the end goal. a lot like that whole life-death approach, it's about how you've lived your life, not how you die.)
may we all reach our goals and may them be far more rewarding than the journey.
