Life is kind of like a hike. You start immersed in virtual unconsciousness and movement unexamined. You take steps that seem rote and bland just to move forward. Suddenly, you burst onto an angle of perception that is stunning in its beauty - it is like an awakening. Was this here all along? Doesn't everyone realize how fucking amazing it is?! And you bask in it for a moment, but also realize the path keeps going.

Not every step is as awe striking as that one moment not too long ago and you get bored wondering if any other grand revelations will occur. You start to notice, though, you can hold that perception of awe up to any tiny portion of the whole and find details of beauty, otherwise lost among the unexamined patterns passing by.

The next vista opens up and your breath is taken away yet again. How did a deeper layer of beauty reveal itself? How was an even more crucially gorgeous angle even possible? The awakening deepens.

Eventually, you realize every single step of the path was just as amazing as those that opened you up in the moments of wonder, and every single detail wove together to create the journey, which was all that ever mattered.