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!