I was procrastinating some grad school work today when I came across a post that told this story.

I’ve known this story for years now, but my brain only has so much room for things at the front so each time I stumble upon it, I feel the deep welling of emotion that causes goosebumps and misty eyes.  While this man was talking about a race, this story is applicable to so much more.

What do we leave unfinished in our lives?
Why?
What gets in the way?
What can we change?
What do we have control over?
What’s the plan to finish?
What will light your fire?

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