Damnit, I want it all
I want the full experience. I want every part of my body to be involved to the maximum. From my muscles and bones to the neurons firing in my brain and every single drop of blood pumping through my heart.
I need to get it all in return. The body. The mind. The heart. I demand it. I can’t compromise. I don’t want just one of those. And no, two out of three ain’t good enough either. If I’m going to offer all of it myself then I also expect to receive it all. That’s the deal. Maybe that’s selfish but I don’t care. I call it passionate. It’s a prerequisite.
I want all of it. All the time. No exceptions. No negotiating. Nothing less. Only if I can have that will I be able to fully commit to it myself. Otherwise I hold back. I don’t know if that’s intentional or not. What I do know is that I give fully when I receive fully. There is no room for half measures.
If the body is not being satisfied, if the mind is not being challenged, if the heart is not being fulfilled, then what’s the point anyway? Going through the motions is not an option. If that happens it’s time to shake hands and move on. It’s simply not good enough.
No compromise and no settling. I need all of it. Not just because I want it that way, but because I fucking deserve it.
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