If sex is such a casual thing, why do we crave it like we do?
Perhaps rather than writing it off, sex, as such an inconsequential non-thing, we can admit we’re capable of experiencing deeply transformative moments without lingering attachment - perhaps, we can admit, we’re capable of practicing non-attachment by reveling in the fullness of each experience like lightening we’ve caught in a momentary bottle.
Perhaps we’re more evolved than we realize, or we care to admit.💫