Saturday, August 20, 2016

Touch

I have been blessed to grow up with a ton of tangibles:
house, car, clothes, shoes, a brand new imported saxophone to start high school. You name it...if you could buy it and I needed it, I got it. Heck....I got a lot of stuff I didn't actually need either.

What I've found is that that which you don't get are the things you crave.

I want.....intangibles.
Places to say how I really feel without judgement or condemnation.
Space to be what I am as opposed to what I'm supposed to be.
Loyalty of the caliber I feel I've shown.
I want to be respected as an individual in the world with independent thoughts and intrinsic motivation.
I want to be valued physically and not just mentally, to touch and be touched.
I value my mind tremendously but I'd like to know what its like to be valued for mere existence.
Devotion to a common goal or ideal.

I have things.
I want what can't be bought with currency.

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