The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it’s indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it’s indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it’s indifference. -Elie Wiesel

I’m a passionate person. I get stupidly excited by ballet, music, yoga, books, boys, bubbles, smiles from strangers, puppies, pretty photos, flowers, quality time with friends, breakfast tacos – and a thousand other things in between. Things that excite me illicit an actual emotional response. Oh, man…. and I am one of those people who experiences emotion acutely. There are times that I worry that my heart literally explode in my chest with sadness… or joy.

I spent a large portion of my 20’s wishing I didn’t feel things so intensely. Wishing things didn’t affect me, and thanks to an emotionally stunted boyfriend (he’s an amazing man, and we’re still friends), thinking I was crazy. Many moons later, I look around and notice so many individuals wandering aimlessly. Searching. Unhappy. Because they’re bored. There’s nothing they’re excited about. Nothing that makes a stomach drop or a heart flutter before skipping a beat. And while being passionate can sometimes be overwhelming and exhausting, I can’t imagine anything worse than being indifferent.



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