I went to the driving range the other day and I was thinking how you start out with a big bucket full of balls, and you just start hitting away carelessly. You have dozens of them, each individual ball means nothing so you just hit, and hit, hit. There are no practice swings or technique re-evaluations after a bad shot, because so many more tries remain. Yet eventually you start to have to reach down towards the bottom of the bucket and you realize that tries are running out. Now each swing becomes more meaningful. The right technique becomes more crucial, so between each shot you take a couple practice swings and a few deep breaths. There is a very strong need to end on a good note, even if every preceding shot was horrible, getting it right at the end means a lot. As you tee up your last ball, you say "This is my final shot, I want to crush this with perfection; I must make this count." Limited quantities or limited time brings a new, precious value and significance to anything you do. Live every day shooting as if it’s your last shot, I know I have to. I found out today 5 year survival rates are just 20%.
Your biological vitality means very little – having a beating heart and operational lungs does not define you. Your effect on the world around you does. Once you fulfill that service, your shift is done. You’re off work and it’s time to go home. --Miles Levin