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I think that in the end, we choose our own burdens. All those things that we complain about and wish we didn't need to do? Well, we probably made a conscious decision earlier on in life that led to this responsibility being placed squarely upon our shoulders and which we cannot now deflect.
Is this something that should be lamented? Should we start avoiding all hints of commitment so as to avoid a burden later on in life? I think not.

Just imagine, if the runner did not have the burden of stumbling out of bed at 5 in the morning every day to run, would he be able to complete his marathon? If the ballerina did not have to rush off immediately after lessons every other day to practise, would she be able to perfect her routines? If the parents did not repeat the same word over and over again, would their child learn to speak? I think we choose our own burdens and they are heavy, but if we keep the end goal in mind, the going is easier.

Seeing everything in its place in the world makes things much smaller and less significant. That dreaded alarm in the morning? Just another cog in the works.

That isn't to say that nothing except the end matters. The process matters so much. However, we all need to put it in perspective so as to prevent life from becoming mundane and burdensome. Maybe then can we learn to appreciate the beauty in the everyday.