How could you possibly think that all humans are meant to live as long of a life as possible?

How ignorant is that?

Those on the fringes of society, on the frontiers of the new lands, have always been the discoverers we need to lead us forward. To help us remember what’s real. To see what’s just beyond our blindness and fears.

There’s enough vitality in a life spent like that to make up for hundreds of lifetimes. The amount of emotion, experience, breakthroughs and feeling of being truly vulnerable and alive.

But it’s also not sustainable. It’s not supposed to. It goes against the very knowledge we all have - That, if you get close enough to the edge, sometimes you go over. That’s why so few people do it and why it makes perfect sense to stay in your comfort zone.

It’s just not where I feel content. True adventure and experience to me is what keeps the blood coursing through my veins.

Sitting still is only to rest for just a moment, maybe to write, but then I have to move before I start to fall asleep again.