How much will you endure without complaint while chasing your own personal joy in life?
I suppose this is on my mind and relevant to me, as I have been chasing my dreams and not exactly doing a bang-up job as of yet.
Still, it puts me in mind of a silly dog I once knew. (Don't laugh at that too hard--this was really a dog that either you knew or you didn't. He made his rounds in the neighborhood and was known to watch tv for awhile at someone's house, grab a meal or a drink, and then return home.)
He was a fairly smart dog, in most respects, but he had this one little flaw that I used to get a real charge from watching.
All you had to do was toss a ball into the kitchen and he would chase it like it was the last bus to Heaven.
The only problem was, that the runway was short, the floor was slick, and at the end was a hard cabinet door.
No matter how many times that ball got thrown into the kitchen, he would run after it, slide, and bang his head on the cabinet door.
But he always got the ball and brought it back for one more turn.
What can I learn from this?
I am still chasing my dreams, over and over, and I know that I am most likely going to bang my head.
But, there is always the ball.
No matter how long it takes, I will keep chasing my dreams.
Sooner or later I will figure out how to get the ball without sliding into the wall.
Maybe I should go after it, but slow down and wait for it to bounce back to me. Let the other dogs keep hitting the wall head first. Maybe I can be on the ball without making a fool of myself, if I plan my attack.
