Have you ever worked so hard, tried so hard that you were dizzy with fatigue? And kept working until you were even more tired? So tired you broke out in silliness?
I’ve done that a few times, working on proposals. But there was something I was headed for, a prize I was seeking. Have you ever been pumped up with knowing that you were in the midst of doing your very best work? That was the prize I was seeking; I have felt it several times in my life – lifted up, buoyed up, lifting, flying, knowing that my work was receiving the very best I had. The work might not please everyone, there might be plenty of comments in red ink, but it was my very best work.
I hope to be lifted up many times when writing to you, buoyed up, doing my best work. I hope you are that way sometimes too.