it might just be me and my crazy drive to "conquer" or "accomplish" but every now and then I get this desire to go do something different with my life that I would really have to work hard in order to accomplish that goal. Like today I started looking up a job like fire fighting. Something where I'd get to rescue other people and do good even if it was chalk full of sad times. The adrenaline rush of forging forward is sometimes what gets me seeking out difficult things to accomplish.
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For all I know this could be something related to what my Grandpa had, post traumatic stress disorder or just a mental memory of fighting cancer and celiac disease and stuff in life has permanently imprinted a desire to strive in my mind.
"Wooot!" It's like a wave of euphoria or endorphins?? But awe man I wanna kick some butt!








