You realize life is not a solitary endeavor. It comes as a daunting realization that you cannot cruise through it alone. It is more than meaningless “hook ups”; quick gratification. “Hey, had a hard week, I’ve missed you.” Usually ending up with people playing like rabbits on testosterone. Each one of you selfish as the next. “I need to come”, “I need to utilize this session, god knows when the next miss you text is going to come”….the grinding and hard breathing ensues….there is nothing about appreciating each other…all of the action is goal oriented “ I need my gratification” teeth are held shut…it surely is a marathon of a sensual nature! Morning comes by, “Wanna go again?” Then sweet nothings are exchanged. There’s no time for making you breakfast, this again is as is, just but a hook up. Niceties are overrated….”Hey you received the pleasantry in the bedroom and I’m surely asleep, there’s food but I’m out of gas if you would like to fix yourself something to eat!”
Brave the walk of shame and be sure to wear a smug! You leave each other satisfied. “The pent up frustration has been released!” Both of you are very content, but wait….life’s frustrations are recurrent. What happens to this emptiness? Emotional fix?
