A quote from one of my favorite books, Jack Kerouac, perfectly describes what moves  me. What do I feel when in the night, letting go of all control, you’re able to shine the  brightest in the heat of the moment.

“[…]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 and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!”