Playing with fire?
From time to time, I personally like to feel the freedom from restlessness and the lingering taste of dangerous. As unhealthy as it may seem, it is the time that I feel alive and allow me to see a new prospective in my own life. It's like some people say..."One cannot realize the beauty of it until the day it is vanished". There are pros and cons for playing with fire but I just can't help to think that if I will ever burn myself badly because of it. I wonder when will the odds finally turn against me and risk losing something which is matter in my life. But after all, aren't we all waiting for our next fall and gain a little hindsight from it?