Certainly, this must be what it feels like to live. My hands are shaking, sweating with anticipation- thirsty for another adventure to fall into my grasp. Certainly, this must mean I’m evolving- morphing into another being- one less naive and frightened of what is around her, from what resides inside of her. Certainly emptiness could never feel this way, certainly not. For, I certainly know the pang of; doubt, depression, regret. This is not it. This is something pure and divine and fresh for the taking to feed my dulling mind. It’s something of another phenomenon, something so earth shatteringly striking and simply emasculating that you have to force your gaze away from it. This, certainly, is life, and certainly, it is breathtaking.