Life cannot be understood flat on a page

"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars..."

This is a quote by Jack Kerouac, where the title of my blog comes from and I love it! It comes from his book, On the Road, and while I couldn't really get into it, I still adore the quote.  

I want to do a thousand things and see the world and have grand adventures and really live. I want to stand on top of a building just to capture the perfect photo. I want to become better at painting and with my art in general. I want to climb mountains. I want to cross bridges, discovering what's on the other side. I want to meet new and interesting people. I don't just want to settle for the mundane or settle at all. I want to venture. I want to dare.

I once asked a friend upon their hesitation to enter into one of the biggest adventures in my Topeka life: "The question you have to ask yourself is:  Are you one of the mad ones?"  Adventure inevitably occurred.  

mad- frantic, rabid, raving, to talk wildly, enthusiastic.