When I am scared of dying, all I want to do is live.

Liking life seems like a part of love you can’t do without, but it is a struggle.

Sometimes wanting seems downright addictive: with cravings and withdrawals.

I tend to need a little adversity in my life to really work out the part I like.

That’s why I believe in change.

Change is risky, I need to face my fear and go for it.

Wouldn’t life be wonderful, a dash of change and some struggle with the wants, discover a little like and move onto live and loving….

There seems to be more life floating around than anyone knows what to do with!