Temporariness is only as much of a threat as we let it be. All of us are suns, balls of life and fire, dwindling from the moment we are born. But the thing about flames is that as much as we cannot escape the burning, we also cannot harbor the brightness. Satisfy your sparks! Kaboom!
No matter how deep or damning the feet of fear run, they will never best your hands— pick up the pen, the paper, the camera. All eyes are on you, and stagnancy doesn’t evade them, so start chasing your dreams. Doing it shaking is doing it at all. Your future self is watching.
