You ask me what I want.  You ask me if you have a place in my life.

I don't want a life in which the point is to live, to survive.
I want to thrive.

I want to wake up every day not knowing where I'll rest my head that night.  I want a life so full of new places and ideas, so rich with opportunities, that each step I take will resonate with the nervous excitement of each beat of my heart.  I want a life so intense that it has its own soundtrack.

When you ask me if you have a place in my life, I ask you this: can you handle the journey?