Cymbals and Silence, my breaking heart!
I probably got a distinction in my heart breaking from my first love to my third business venture (the big one)! My broken heart has a silent cry which does not last for long. Always look for the takeaways when the end comes. For every beginning there is an ending. For all the wonderful exciting euphoric moments there are the crashing cymbals which roll with you when you fall.
Between love and my career there are similar orgasmic heights attained, which are only possible through whole-heartedly taking chances. What I can assure you is I will do it again and again, because living requires pursuing my passions. Maybe one-day both will collide and there will be an afterglow of sustaining power!