My lifetime fixation on making progress has prompted numerous long periods of granulating it out. The vast majority of the early years left me unfulfilled – and extremely miserable. In any event, when my exhibition created what others marked a triumph, regardless I ended up inclination practically unfilled. The harder I pursued achievement, the more troubled I moved toward becoming. I didn’t understand that achievement and satisfaction are much the same as magnificence: They’re subjective depending on each person’s preferences. Basically, the advantages of achievement are results of your attitude.