The color of passion, blood, courage. The color of the living. I have often wondered what happens when we reach a state we have long coveted. Is it the end? The mental equilibrium - does it tame us? Do we give up on passions and merely satisfy ourselves in living the day-to-dayness of our lives? Or do we wish, more than ever, to catapult ourselves into the next higher datum plane of existence?
I crave for the adrenaline rush that comes from setting a distinct goal and focusing all my energy into achieving it. For a long time, I feel I have been disconnected from things that should really matter to me, things that should never stop mattering. Not anymore. I am going to give myself a push to make that leap.
