Mindless companions are scattered along this path. Who will leave me breathless, and why do I feel the need to experience joy?
Is it really my need?
This dying breed of humans that are able to profoundly live, I want to be one of them now.
Not eye candy, not a sugar rush. Not a side quest, an adorment put to rest, left alone to corode away and lose its beauty.
The value you put on it – it will vanish if you don’t use it.
Spirit of Tara 