Cruella
And I’ve figured it out, somewhat anyway.
I’m an adrenaline junkie. I need intensity. In all aspects of my life. If there is no envelope to be pushed, I’ll create one; I’ve seen me do it.
Coasting is not an option. I crave challenges, obstacles to overcome.
“There is no easy way out…”
I don’t want out, I want it to always mean something, I want it to be amazing. Always.
I find that mundanity is my eternal enemy. It waits, complacency it’s ally, for me to become comfortable and then it springs and I realize that I am utterly, irrevocably bored. That is when life gets horribly average.
I hate average.
What I want, what I need, is something that I will never become bored with, that will always be the perfect mixture of dangerous and safe.
I also want all of the answers to every eternal quandary that has ever plagued humanity.
Ahhhhhh, impossible desire you are a cruel mistress.
Always she leaves me wanting.
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curro ergo sum 
“What I want, what I need, is something that I will never become bored with, that will always be the perfect mixture of dangerous and safe.”
But I wonder…is it possible?
I have to believe it is.
It’s out there, somewhere, waiting.