Serendipitysweet

Happiness comes from motorcycles, not relationships.

I don’t know where I want to eat tonight. I can’t tell you if I like the blue dress of the red one more. I don’t know if I need a spanking right now. I don’t want to decide how much sleep I need. I can’t say if I need to push through, or if it’s time for a rest.

I’m an adult. I’m perfectly capable of knowing how to weight my options, and I can live with he consequences of even the big decision. But I don’t want to. I chose him to lead because it frees my mind. I gave him the decisions because obedience is freeing. It lifts a mental burden that sometimes feels to heavy to drag forward.

When I’m frustrated, or sad I need him more than ever. I can’t ask him to lead when my mind is clouded with emotion. It makes me feel like a burden. Or sometimes it feels like it doesn’t count if I have to ask, but I still want it. I struggle with this because when he makes the next step clear it’s like I can breathe again. Taking the next step forward feels a whole lot easier without the weight of decision on my shoulders.

Each contact with a human being is so rare, so precious, one should preserve it.