To South Pole

While walking home tonight, I remembered a person.

He's far away. Nope, far isn't the right word to use.

Let's say that 'ideal' is standing somewhere in the middle of South Pole, then he, the person looking for it, would currently be walking aimlessly around the northern part of Siberia. He certainly had made some efforts to get closer to his ideal self, but to even call it far would be underestimating the distance he still has to shorten between him and his ideal self. To call it far would imply that it is a measurable distance ― that one can subjectively judge as near or far, but in fact, 'ideal' may not even be in the middle of South Pole to begin with, it may be in a completely different place altogether. It may even not be a matter of distance but a matter of depth, and yet he had no idea about it.

That would be the proper way to describe the distance he has from 'ideal'.

But what the hell is ideal? Is it just something like 'this way to ideal' written on a sign by the side of the road, or is it a part of some old legend that says, 'ideal lies asleep beneath that mountain', or is it a reward from proofing your courage, or is it an unending search that may or may not encompasses all kinds of possibility?

"I don't know," thought he. 'Plus, this place is too cold. If I spent too much time on thinking, I could end up freezing." He then decided, "If it isn't there, I'll just look for it somewhere else. After all, my life would be pointless if I stopped here just because I'm not sure about something."

And so he continues his journey toward South Pole.


*The GIF is probably unrelated to the whole thing, but please don't mind it