“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.” ― Oscar Wilde (Source: Goodreads).
I wonder sometimes if I am truly living my life or just watching it go by, existing without knowing I am just existing. Oblivious to true life, to sense and abilities.
I see some people and they seem to have such a lust for life. Everything they do is filled with passion and fueled by an inner fire I can only imagine. I want to feel that fire and let it burn through me.
I think I used to feel it. It was a long time ago. Whenever I dreamed of being an archaeologist or working on a dig. Sometimes when I dreamt of writing, any kind of writing. But my fire is a barely glowing ember that loses itself with every passing year.
Maybe I can still ignite it. Maybe…
Iggy Pop – Lust for Life
