SOMETHING INFINITELY MORE INTERESTING
Undated, 2022
I was thinking of a woman. About my romantic and non-romantic interactions with women in general. About the value of quantity and quality. I prefer quantity. In the context of both romantic and non-romantic entanglements.
I’ve been told that, by today’s standards, things move very fast. So, it makes more sense to keep options open. To not bank all your eggs in one basket. I agree with this, with the addendum that I go in fully aware of what this makes me.
I've been thinking of a woman. And I thought, “what if I went all in?”
Was it too soon? My last attempt ended disastrously not too long ago. But surely, the default attitude of even preference towards quantity couldn’t be the correct one…?
I value quantity because of the breadth of experience I receive.
Quality, however, does something infinitely more interesting. It begins a solidification of want. Of positive experience.
