But, eventually, we need to breathe, we need air, need to fly up to the surface and start again. We can not survive submerged, suppressed of emotion. We swim for the surface, an intake, a rush of feeling and everything becomes clear again.
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Looking back on our lives, we remember only these extreme moments. Joy. Pain. Anger. Adrenaline. Relief. We can go for months, years with no defining moment until some event, something unpredicted happens.
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After years of drifting in the dark I reached a mountain top and threw myself down it on a bicycle. I laughed from adrenalin, from fear and, more than anything, because I felt something at all. In fact, I felt everything, for the first time in a long time.
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I was in an extreme place. It was an extreme moment and I was alive again. Through light and shade. Heat and cold. Tunnels and open air I travelled. Heart pounding. A layer of skin being stripped away by the wind.
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It takes extremes to make you appreciate the present. To put you back in your place. To make you go wo! Life is now!
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