What You're Looking For

"I like eyes." Something an ex of mine told me one time. As we continued to talk, she asked me what I 'Fell' for.
"Things? Talents? Stuff?"

I couldn't think of how to phrase it. I know now though. I fall in love more and more with people when they do more things.

Like, it goes like this: My best friend is an incredible writer, can play tuba like no ones business, is magnificent on a piano, and can make me laugh without ever trying.
Sean: He pwns n00bs like no one knows.
Ashley: Has a wonderful singing voice.
Brittney: Is in love with her life. Band Captain. All those kind of things.
Beth: She's jumped two feet first into helping out the A21 campaign since Catalyst when she heard Christine Caines testimony. [A campaign to end human trafficking in the 21st century.] We even had a mini-strategy meeting today over our Subway to figure out ways to get donations for the group.

They are all giant dorks, and I love them because they loves what they do.

I love to know that people are passionate. I never know how to say it.

But in my mind, passion fuels life.
What is there in life, if not a purpose?

"Passion... it lies in all of us. Sleeping, waiting, and though unwanted, unbidden, it will stir, open its jaws, and howl. It speaks to us, guides us... passion rules us all. And we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our finest moments; the joy of love, the clarity of hatred, and the ecstasy of grief. It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion, maybe we'd know some kind of peace. But we would be hollow. Empty rooms, shuttered and dank... without passion, we'd be truly dead." [Yes, I really do try to incorporate as much Buffy into as many posts as possible. And, I win.]


He who enjoys doing and enjoys what he has done is happy.
- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe -

ARTIST: LIZZIE RUSSO