Passion

Maybe it's this way with everyone, but around this time (the beginning of the end of something) I get so restless. I want to go off on an adventure. I want to step into what God has for me. I long, very deeply, for passion and passionate people. Passion, around this time, becomes a must. After going to school for this long, I start to see what I need to be around to survive. Passion is one of those things.

I need to be around people who are passionately pursuing something. Passionately going after what is in their hearts. I just can't stand to sit still right now. I need that passion. And as much as it makes me ravishingly jealous of those passionate people when I'm around them, in order to get what they have I NEED to surround myself with them. I really can't describe the longing inside for passion. I need it - I want it - I MUST have it.