The pure passion drove me where I was, where I am, where I will be.
Quite often I got stuck in questing about everything, losing confidence, well, some darkness. And somehow my brain works like that. I tried so hard to control it, telling her to stop, using all my strength to fight back, blablabla…
Hmm. never works out.
Until one day, I tried to just let go, stop that “care”, to breathe again, looking at the sky, or just doing nothing. The “ terrible shits” no longer feel shit anymore, the things just aren't that big deal anymore.
My passion is back, like, u felt your heart beating so fast, you wanna hug the air, the moments, i mean everything around you. That’s a pure joyful experience.
I love what I’m doing simply because it’s just so much fun. My purpose in life is just to be happy.
Keep creating, keep imagining, keep living.
