There is this fire inside us.
I am not just sure when we will be going to discover it. But it is somewhere in the corner– just waiting for the heat and for the passion to inflame itself. Sometimes, it is neglected until it’s too late, and it’s impossible anymore to rekindle it. Sometimes, it is killed by something that is far greater than water– fear. And sometimes, it just dies into the void.
Then we feel its lost–the echoing emptiness inside.
So as early as possible, look for that fire and feel it… because life without that fire is not a life at all. It is the essence of existence.
There were people who were brave enough to burn themselves with it.
That fire called dreams.