Being 26 and What it Means to be Willing to Die for It
A lot of the people I've talked to about my passion for taiko have heard 2 things: 1: That I hope to play for at least 50 years (only 32 more to go) and 2: That I kinda hope when my time comes, I die while playing so I can prove to the universe that I have given everything I possibly can to taiko; my life notwithstanding. It's a cliche, albeit not without merit, to use the etymology of a word to make a point of rhetoric; nonetheless I'm going to do so. Passion's Latin root word doesn't have anything to do with love, or dedication, or anything related to commitment. Passion is about suffering. You're passionate about something when it means so much to you that you're dragging your soul through trenches of acid and barbed wire. It's that intensity when you gasp for air amidst the fog of an early spring morning and every breath feels like sparks of fire in your lungs. Passion is when you've committed your entire soul to an endeavour so that every succes...