Learn to ride the waves. A peek of ambition, hope and drive slides into stillness and stagnation. Neither of these will last. Just ride the wave. Be patient. None of it is permanent. Would you even want it to be permanent if it could be? It would go stale.
I image a stale feeling is the worst feeling. Like fading, disappearing.
Don’t cling to the passing state as you slip down. You won’t be able to see the current state until it too is the passing state. That would be a constance of sliding. Slipping. Having no grip. Take it. Embrace it. Take it as it comes. As it is. Not once it’s gone.
But also don’t blindly stare above as you climb up. You sometimes need to look down to see where you are stepping.
See where you are.