In the time it takes to build an amazingly beautiful sandcastle on the beach you can chisel about half an inch into the rock.
So while the sandcastler is celebrating the master piece, the chiseler has nothing to celebrate and must keep working.
And then the rain comes.
The sandcastler has lost everything and the chiseler has lost nothing and doesn’t even notice the rain and is getting even closer to the celebration.
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