The Ends and The Means

End:  a ceasing to exist; death or destruction.


I struggle mightily with the journey.  I struggle seeing life as a series of steps, as a process, rather than something that needs to be rushed through or endured.  I am so results oriented.  I tend to miss a lot because I'm charging into the future so ferociously.  I miss most of the path, which is a shame because most of life is the path.  And most of the time I end up at a place that's no big deal or it's WORSE than where I started.  


The ends justify the means?  The means justify the ends?