Walking the path, your path, is what matters. Destinations, as results, are overrated.
Each step we take has a value of its own; each road we build, with our own hands, resisting the temptation to sell our soul to the devil (many ways to do so), carries success in its womb.
It´s the walking that builds muscles. The quality of the walk(ing) defines the quality of the walker.
Arriving is a consequence, often an anti-climax, of the path. Nothing more than a consequence.
Go for the cause.
Photo, above: me, at home, captured by the loving eyes of Ana Samuel