Desire
Desire is a consumptive force. When it grows intense, no everyday tasks can be performed. Desire can be for plans for the future, sex, food. When I'm at work, sometimes I will become overwhelmed with the urge to go to Manny's and listen to Tejano music while I enjoy their salsa; it has a hint of sweet and makes my tongue burn.
Most of the time at work, I plan my future. I imagine riding on a tour bus practicing on a digital piano, riding between Boston and New York. The little-two lane highway is lined on either side with snow. Something about this bus smells like the 70s to me. It even comes equipped with shag carpet. The tips of my fingers slightly buckle under the pressure as I run a new scale over and over, and the landscape whizzing by through the window. After thinking about this in so much detail, a security alarm attached to a cell phone starts beeping. I'm back to wondering what I did with the last 6 years of my life.
Most of the time at work, I plan my future. I imagine riding on a tour bus practicing on a digital piano, riding between Boston and New York. The little-two lane highway is lined on either side with snow. Something about this bus smells like the 70s to me. It even comes equipped with shag carpet. The tips of my fingers slightly buckle under the pressure as I run a new scale over and over, and the landscape whizzing by through the window. After thinking about this in so much detail, a security alarm attached to a cell phone starts beeping. I'm back to wondering what I did with the last 6 years of my life.