I do believe in physics!

My eighth grade science teacher was a strange man. He had catchphrases which were all bad jokes. He'd smack things hard with his yardstick at random, so we never knew when to expect loud noises. He'd tell these amazing stories, all of which were complete fabrications. He conditioned his classes to certain responses. The most memorable one was that whenever he said "ergo" we were all expected to say "therefore" and vice versa.

We also had to memorize and recite Newton's first law of motion, the one which deals with inertia. Four years later, when we got there in physics class, half of us remembered and recited it again. It popped into my head last night, and I've been unable to shake it. An object at rest remains at rest. An object in motion remains in motion, in a straight line, unless acted upon by an outside unbalanced force.

When I took that into the realm of metaphor, as I always do, it resonated with other things I've been working on in the last couple of weeks. ( Bear with me as I take a little road trip through my head. )

tl;dr: It's the journey that matters, not the destination.