When someone is faced with a pattern, the initial response causes certain emotions. But as it continues and becomes routine, the emotions lessen-- stabilize-- and the individual's interest wavers. Some keep a keen sight on what it is that is happening, while the majority are hindered by the drudgery to see any formulation of an end, or a goal.
Nonetheless, when it-- whatever "it" is-- does come to a conclusion, everyone is brought back, if just momentarily, by the rush of emotions that arise. The joy of happiness upon seeing an old friend would still apply to the individual who forgot about him or her, and the other, who retained the memories of a friendship that couldn't ever escape one's mind.
It is not necessarily an evil, immoral, or wrong thing to forget, or to lose sight of. However, to keep moving forward and overcoming obstacles, no matter how hard they may be, and to reach a goal that may seem impossible-- that requires a true passion from the very core of our hearts. It requires a drive that so few are capable of summoning-- but for those who can, the result becomes that much more profound and invaluable. It becomes that much more beautiful to the eyes of the beholder, and can be so powerful that the very occurrence of a dream-turned-reality could be all we would ever desire before we die.
It takes diligence. Diligence and passion and love, and a multitude of personal willpower to see our dreams through to the end. But when it happens...
