There is a fairly recent song in which these lyrics appear 'why do you have to make things so complicated?'
Guilty. Don't know why. Is it that life is more interesting with bumps, curve balls, hootin' an hollerin? Or maybe I'm partial to the wrinkles that appear as I'm squinting trying to figure it all out? Wasn't crazy about math in school. Liked literature with it's foibles, fracases and fancy. Which is a very good thing as this so perfectly describes life and sex.
Sex. What could be more awkward, messy, wild or wonderful? Wouldn't it be easier to kick back with a brewsky? (and discussing this makes me wish for a brewsky-or ten) Yet most indulge. Though some do not. I'm not sure I've met too many of the latter.
Sex is a motivation, an aggravation, complex and basic. It is humanity expressed physically.
If Tarzan swings for you and neatly lands on the anticipated branch-I'm happy for you. When he swings for me, as likely as not, he'll smack right into the trunk.
There aren't too many Tarzans out there who can land squarely on a branch. Let's just say relationships are complicated. Plain ol' sex is easy. I all depends on what you want, yeah?
ReplyDeleteI'm going to have to disagree with you. I think the idea of plain ol' sex is easy.
ReplyDeleteIn practice, it's only as easy as the relationship is. Which is to say it is not.