So, with the chaos that has been my life, and all the emotions that have been flowing through me, it's been hard to sit down and write it out. Now, I am ready.
Today's topic of choice, passion.
In life, we find things we love, make us happy, bring us pleasure, make us smile, make us cry, we find these things and develop a passion for them. Sometimes, the passion can trigger something similar to an addiction. These "passions" become a part of who we are, and tend to shape our personalities, our friendships, and our lives in general.
What happens when the thing that has been your passion, and has shaped you into the person you've become, no longer becomes your passion. In fact, it seems like it is more of a task to do. You don't look forward to doing it, and you'd rather be doing something else. So what happens when passion dies? Is it possible to keep the fire burning, or do you let it die?
