prime

i have this intense, burning fire inside of me that sometimes grows too large to be kept inside any longer. it longs for adventure, for me to be completely exhausted after a hard days work, for my stomach to hurt because i've laughed too much, and for my eyes to want to close because they had seen too much that day. i long for meaning. for purpose. for excitement. and when people tell me i can't do something, i want it a thousand times more.

merry christmas.