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*I am not the person I was before because I don't have energy.
I don't have that energy anymore.
Let's take for example,

I am the type of person who cares about what is fair and just.
I didn't realize how much energy fighting for fairness and justice,
even with small things, requires.
And how little it moves the world.
How little it changes the world.
And at times it even emits negative energies, one wouldn't
want to  be thrown in one's way.

So I stopped, halted. Took a break.
Took it slow. In a temporary hiatus.
I don't know how to call it but like most things that I used
to be, it's in a slumber.

* "I mean I love writing and drawing and there's nothing that makes me happier in the world, save for eating, but being passionate doesn't make you great. It doesn't mean that when you're completely in love with something, it is meant for you. Being passionate at most times, just makes you passionate - nothing more." 

- One of my sisters wrote this on her blog, and I couldn't agree with her more.
Being passionate about something doesn't mean you're good at that something. Not great, not even good. I mean one can love singing and suck, I mean really suck at it. Right? And where does that leave you? Passionate. Just plain passionate. And not even all the passion in the world could push you to being great, remarkable. But the thing is, being passionate doesn't have to mean that you mean to be grand, great and remarkable. Passion is a drive, passion is life. So, I think, whether we suck, we thrive, we are good or great with what we are passionate about, the point is that we have passion. We have something that makes us feel alive more than just mere existing. Passion is passion. And if you let passion leave you, what is there that is left of you?

Then why the hell am I not writing anymore? Why the hell am I not taking as much pictures as I want to? Why the hell am I not traveling as much as I really want to? Simple, energy. There's no driving force that drives me towards these things. There's no inspiration. The feeling and the thought that after chasing for these things, you'd only get temporary highs that you have to work for again and again. Not to mention money. Life is not all that easy without money, and I think a person is a hypocrite when one says pursuing one's passion without money is enough.

So what's the point of being passionate? Actually, what's the point of being all these? Having to put up energy for what, for existence, for what? Please answer me.