I used to be a classic workaholic, and after seeing how little work and career really mean when you reach the end of your life, I put a new emphasis on things I believe count more. These things include: family, friends, being part of a community, and appreciating the little joys of the average day.
The thornbush is the old obstacle in the road. It must catch fire if you want to go further.
I think our chances are not looking great today but the only way to fail for me is just not to try.