Applying this post to the entrepreneurs I know, and the people that I work with, illuminates a hidden tightrope that those who naturally set huge expectations of themselves find themselves walking. On one hand, what they achieve on a daily basis, and the sheer quantity of what they get done — the output — is remarkable to anyone looking in from the outside. But to them — in-context of their intrinsic goals — it often feels like taking only one-step up, from the base camp of Mt Fuji. Personally, when I think about the question “If you were to die tomorrow, would you be happy with your life?” — I feel like it’s almost impossible to separate the amazing moments I’ve had with the people in my life, and the internal constructs of which I’ve based my framework of what I define as “Success”. So my answer right now would be “no” — because there’s so much more i aspire to achieve, and moments with those I care about that I want to share. But it really should be “yes”, because every amazing thing I’ve experienced and shared with the important people in my life thus far, is probably more extraordinary then what I visualize the final destination of success to be. But I will always remember the words of my year 12 french teacher — no longer on the earth — when asked “what do you define as success”, he responded “Walking in the park on a fine, sunny day”. I try not to let those words slow down my pursuit of “success”, but every once and a while I reflect on the meaning of what he said. And in context of how many parks you’ve walked through — on a fine, sunny day — it doesn’t take long to appreciate that your life has been pretty amazing thus far.