Only through misery do you find purpose and clarity

I hop on planes a lot because life is hard. I don’t mean that I jet off to Cancun or Bermuda to recuperate from the burdens of the daily grind. What I mean is that I often go to far-off places that can teach me how to better endure the things in life I find most unendurable. Last week, my wife and I walked 102 tough miles in eight days in the lush, rain-soaked Scottish Highlands.