Quest

Do we have an erotic soul? I have no idea. I wonder what landed me in the world of erotic adventure at the price of love. I wanted to know something beyond the initial high, then tedium of many relationships. I wanted to be passionate. I wanted something that wasn’t there. Yet I had no idea what it was. So I went in search of what I couldn’t imagine. A soul journey turns out to be a quest, but I had no idea then. What if I’d set out to understand love rather than adventure? If we live life going forwards and make sense of it backwards, what if they’re the same quest?