They say that “practice makes perfect”, so if we only ever engage in anonymous and quick sex, while we may become an expert at it, we’re exercising our dicks, but not our hearts. And so when love comes along, in all its glory, can we deal with it? I mean, can we ever really be fully equipped for love? Probably not. But when we’re stuck in a rut of finger-snap orgasms and fondling, how could we even expect to be?
I am a firm believer that what works for you on the cheap, doesn’t prepare you for the real thing. In today’s world sex and love isn’t the same thing. In fact those two couldn’t be further apart.
So why engage in just sex to begin with? I get that an orgasm, surely answers my question, but aside from that what do we get? Perhaps sex is just a way for us to mask our own self-imposed limits on commitment. Funnily enough, many of us have already subconsciously decided we don’t prioritize love, because, deep down, we know better than to look for it at an orgy or in the clubs. But, and here’s the crux, it’s also in our nature to experiment.
How can we find balance with experimentation and love? Sexual experimentation is healthy, but is it keeping us @ the experiment phase? It’s always fun and sexy to live out your fantasies, but at some point we have to come back to the real world. Is that attainable, moreover, do we really want that?