I feel a bit different than the other guys who posted so far.

Every girl is unique. And, therefore, uniquely attractive. So I can't just next a girl in my mind like that. In every case I'll never find another girl like her. In every case the sex we could have had is nothing like the sex any other girl can give me.

Each experience is an adventure. Adventure excites me. I have no idea how things will turn out, nor do I second guess how they will turn out. I revel in the excitement of the unknown.

If my relationship with this girl reaches a sexual crescendo, I revel in the explicit uniqueness of the adventure of it all. If my relationship with this girl crashes out before the sex, I revel in the explicit uniqueness of the adventure of it all. In both cases I live and love the glorious, unique emotions that arise from the unique moment I am experiencing.

I live my real emotional responses, whether happy or sad, pleasure or pain, satisfying or frustrating. I love and relish them all.

Your emotion, your feeling, is yourself trully alive. The essence of adventure is the unknown. If everything ended up the way I wanted it to, there could be no adventure. So I love both outcomes just the same.

There could be no victory, without defeat. They are one and the same.

I don't group together a disparate collection of emotions and deem them negative, then try to eradicate them. Deadening myself, roboticising myself, in the process. I live them all and in doing so I know that I am alive.


Peace