Little Effort

"No, you can't always get what you want; but if you try sometime, you just might find; you get what you need..." These words from the chorus of the Rolling Stones song - "You can't always get what you want" These words echoed through my head as I drove home last night. These words capture many disappointments we experience in our lives - but on this occasion it got me thinking about my marriage and other relationships I have been in over my numbered years on this earth.

I recalled my first pass at Sofie back in 2000 (I could not be faulted for trying; after having seen those athletic legs, flat stomach, firm round ass and ample bosom; it would be remise of me not to try to get some) and then again around 2002/2003 - she was uninterested then. It was a time of awaken for her, just re-discovering the power of being young, vibrant, sexy, intelligent, free and independent. I did not meet her criteria, I was vertically challenged (this coming from a woman barely breaking the 5ft barrier); she preferred caramel to dark chocolate; and to her mind my land of birth did not hold any worthy suitors.

As I drove and thought of her preferences, I smiled - it was more like a smirk though. My major preference then was a shabin (I blame my early exposure to porn before I was old enough to know what an erection was on that complexion fixation - damn it, the memories of black in white still linger in my brain); second preference she had to look good to me (very important - it really did not matter how she looked to herself or other people, once in my eyes she looked good); third preference she was interested in "doing it" (the friend zone was not my preferred destination). I'm a simple fella. All the other stuff like, intelligence, caring, thoughtful, determined, affable etc. never came into play - I can't even say they were on the periphery; at least not initially.

So some seven years later (and counting) I got most of what I wanted, and just what I need. At every point in my life, more so when I'm not cognizant of it I get exactly what I need to move along this journey in my life. What I need at different point in my journey is not what someone else may want; but everything serves its purpose - Ecclesiastes 3:1 (yes it's from the bible, not only the domain of the self-righteous and sanctimonious) there is a time for everything. My life is divinely guided (that much I believe) - all of it, the good and the not so good; what is important is what I choose to make of it, crap and all.

I wonder though, did the 5ft 4" stunning young lady from 2000 get what she wanted, what she needed or somewhere in between asking herself - what the fuck?

Oh well, "you can't always get what you want; but if you try sometime, you just might find; you get what you need..."