I was thinking today and these last months that, and I know this is totally obvious, I got one shot at this life God has given me. I'm 27 about to be 28. I dread, absolutely fear, living an average life. It is something that, even as I type that word, I get nervous in my stomach. I simply detest the thought of doing nothing of significance. Staying in a box, in between the lines, in my comfort and safety. To be completely honest I have wrestled with the tension between my life's work and my dreams. The last year of my life has revealed a burn, an itch, an overwhelming desire to do keep moving into the unknown. To pursue a dream. To try something different. To resist the system. I want to push the envelope more. I feel like there is so much inside of me and it is about to just explode if I don't release it but I don't know how to right now. I don't know where to put certain energies. I don't know which ones to focus on and which ones to neglect. I thrive on creativity. I can't stand being in a place that goes backwards. It is not my nature. I hate standing still. Never advancing. Merely wondering but never envisioning. Simply talking but never doing. Never trying. Just sitting. Waiting. Dying. I can't do that. We weren't made to. I know I wasn't. The entire world is waiting on us.