9/50 Reasons

I feel things deeply.  Sadness is really sad.  Happiness is very happy.  Loneliness is desolate, and Adventurousness is epic.  I "laugh out loud at just the thought of being alive," and I "show my pain like it really hurts" ("Could I Be You", Matchbox Twenty).  Sometimes, though, feelings can be debilitating.  I sit, steeped in emotion, unable to act.  I wish to rejoice, but I don't have a sufficiently glorious outlet.  I get trapped in downward spirals.  Fortunately, there are also upward spirals to be caught up in.  I am lucky, I think, to feel as I do.  Why would I ever settle for living half-way?