There is no better way to live than living Skyblue. So many people get caught up chasing the wrong things in life, giving them false happiness. Pursuing things that will never truly make them satisfied. The art to Skyblue is no matter what your situation is, be content with who you are, where you are, and who you're with - something that is easier said than done. Even if you're not where you want to be in life, keep grinding, just do it with a smile on your face and peace in your heart. Live a life by design and don't get caught up in what others want. Be a unique individual and stand up for what you believe in.
Myself personally, I get the bliss of Skyblue when I am exceeding my limits. A happy place that exists on the fine line between control and out of control. Whether it be racing cars or bikes, jumping out of airplanes, bungee jumping off bridges, snowboarding back country, or anything that makes my heart race. There is something truly euphoric about overcoming the strong voice in your head that tells you not to do something because it is too dangerous. Then conquering that task and laughing about it with your friends afterward. It's not that I have a desire for death or injury, rather an obsessive passion deep within. A passion for life that is best expressed through high risk activities. As a child it was all I lived for: racing dirt bikes with wide eyes and white knuckles, rails on snowboards that were 3 times the height of myself. I slept, ate, and breathed extreme sports. An uncontrollable force in my heart would not only make me want to explore these methods of joy, but push myself to the highest level of obsession to excel. Once I found something that I liked, it would become an overwhelming cancer that controlled every single thought of every single day.
I remember my first backflip on a BMX bike at the age of 12. A pounding heart, sweating palms, and a tornado of conflicting thoughts between passion and safety, collectively giving me sensory overload. But you ignore it all and drop in, nothing but silence and focus now that there is no turning back. The pressure of not injuring myself brings out the best in me, launching off the ramp upside down and bringing it back around to safely ride away. An achievement that would lead to an explosion of endorphins that captured me, giving a high that no substance could ever produce. Although I have been chasing the euphoria ever since, that lifestyle had escaped me for the past few years. Maybe I was just becoming soft, but the flame is growing again and I am ready to push myself. I am on the hunt for my limits, because if I don't find them, I will never truly know what I am capable of. This is the beginning of my pursuit back to Skyblue.