I once went on a hike on the Appalachian Trail with my mother. We set off and it started to rain on the first day, and my mom began to complain. By the end of the day, I wanted to jump off the mountain before I pushed her off it. Suffice to say, we were not well-suited hiking partners, due to our different processes; my mother dealt with her grievances by talking about the cold. On the other hand, I was just as miserable, but I attempted to ignore the dismal weather. However, neither of us was able to help the other person through their misery, and instead only worsened the other’s feelings. As a result, we fell short of our mileage goal. That walk in the rain taught me the people you go with impacts your journey and your destination. Now I’m
