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I'm a Proud Navajo, Father, Husband, Brother, Son, and Friend. I'm all about cheap thrills, guitar pickin', and writing about the adventures of my life. I'm never politically correct.

Monday, April 13, 2009

Ever been needed? Ever been wanted? It's a question that has come up in my mind lately. I don't to be in a place where I'm not wanted nor do I want to be in a place that I'm needed.

I don't want to go to sleep because I feel that I could do so much more in the day if I didn't need to sleep. I don't want to get out of bed in the morning but I need to go to work.

I love golf because I want to play. If I needed to play golf, I'd probably hate it.

I want my friends to come over for the Superbowl. I wouldn't want to feel like I need them there.

My body needs oxygen, without it, my body dies.

I want mustard on my hotdog. I want onions on it sometimes. I don't need hotdogs.

I want you to want me in your life. I don't want you to feel like you need me.

Want and need. Two different definitions that are sometimes mistaken to be the same thing.

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