As a gyrene ranking up finds that which is presented more decorated, hope exists that passing days lead to growth that emits ever more luminescent points.

Time set aside for skylarking. Time set aside for focused effort. No time, though, will carry one to dreams without stepping forward.

Escalators are the anathema of motivation as there is no automated ride to happiness. Parallel paths solid in steps arrive at the same horizon, unloading the only passengers worthy of that for which was strived.

The feint, though, of a destination reached is that it does not roll credits with a happily-ever-after air, but, instead, is just a breather before the next step towards an even more brilliant view. : )