Once I realized that the pleasures of being wild and careless were just as flawed and fleeting as everything else on this earth, I continued on with my life, fearful that I had used up my quota for adventure, that I would be forever hardened by disillusionment. But it was not so. The love and the freedom and the heartbreak that was still in store for me, that is still in store for me, continues to pull me in the direction of all that is unknown. I feel as I’ve always felt– like I want to know everyone and I want everyone to know me.