and the day came when the risk to remain in a tight bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom
you know that feeling when you wake up in the morning and you're excited for the day? that's one of my mail goals in life
you live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. then you read a book, or you take a trip, and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. the symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. the second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. that is all. it appears like an innocuous illness. monotony, boredom, death. millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. they work in offices. they drive a car. the picnic with their families. they raise children. and then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death. some never awaken.
