Long road up

It is but a tragedy that life's sharp turns can leave you facing a road so steep downhill that you would wish that you never had had to take that last turn. I am not sure if it is quite the appropriate word in this case, but irony is what seems to me apt to describe how downhill paths are far easier to traverse than uphill ones.
You might think that sharp turns are the best place to overtake people ahead of you. A happy thought. However, upon careful introspection, one may note that the ability to manoeuvre such turns is not one that everybody receives from Him on their birthday( i.e. the actual day of birth). There is a very high chance that the bunch of bratpackers right behind will chomp your heels off if you so much as perform an accidental tap-dance piece. So wear your Nike Air-soled Wellingtons, and wear them well. Of course, those who have their sights balanced well on the centre of the path, don't really need to buy new boots that often. It's they, who fall for the temptations of the picturesque side(sight)seeings, that, more often than not, need to plaster those pretty hues of pain.
Enough said of sharp turns. Let us now peek down that steep slope down, and contemplate. As I was saying, it is extremely irritating to find that what you are destined for, apparently, will make you huff and puff all the way to the hilltop instead of being at the end of a frolicksome, happy, downward slope which makes you feel that there is some invisible force leading you to your destiny(Mr. Isaac Newton might have something to say about that). So, what happens to a select group of dreamers is that they are too high in the spirit of imagination and follow, what seems to them , bread crumbs dropped by a certain Han(d)sel of Fate. Unfortunately Gretel and Co. don't quite show up to amuse and appease them. Instead, long before they've fully realised it, these minions of Unconsructive Happiness, are so far away from that grand, palatial structure on top of the hill, that even the bread crumbs that they leave behind them, become untraceable if only they were to look behind.
All said and done, don't for once think that those at the bottom of the hill are now in the act of living unhappily ever after. Ah, no. They have watched the beautiful countryside from the cliffs above. They now believe that that is where they are right now. So, they are at peace and in incomplete happiness as well. Why incomplete? Because this from where the sight of the heavenly appariton of a palace, is most vivid.