I am by nature lazy. But if motivated I work hard. And if successful, I enjoy the fruits of achievement much more than if they came my way via good fortune. This is not a profound insight, but something to keep in mind in many different parts of life. We dream of winning the lottery or inheriting money, but $100 K earned is much more fulfilling that $1 million received unearned.
When I started to hobby over a decade ago it was not instant fun. I needed to get to know the landscape, take chances with strangers, get used to new way of living. Mostly I was disappointed, but a few times things went well. The challenge was to find what worked for me, and who I could work with. The first step was being able to relax enough for full service - first HJs, then body slides, BJs, 69 and then penetrative sex. I then wanted to have a "big number" of women I had had sex with. I drove all over the city to different spas (each has their own vibe), seeing different women of different backgrounds. I read a lot of reviews, and wrote a few of my own. Part of that adventure was finding SPs that kiss, which is rare in spas. Along the way I met SPs that I wanted to repeat with. Over time I got to really like a few regulars, and I enjoyed the personal side of our interactions, the intimacy. I found sex much more enjoyable with women I had intimacy with than with the service queens (although they are great). With the right regulars things just keep getting better over time. The whole journey through the hobby has been an adventure - not all good, sometimes bizarre - but no regrets, and it got me to a much better place. I am definitely a GFE guy now, and spend my time with just one escort.
Lately I have had a bit too much free time. What makes me happy is to get off my lazy ass and do something challenging. I have re-discovered my love of long walks, and now I walk an hour or two each day - the longest so far this summer was a four hour walk. Blisters on my feet have transformed into calluses, and my stamina has improved quite a bit. Just like any project or exercise, the hardest part is getting in motion. It is never easy, but afterwards there is a feeling of accomplishment.
Decades ago I got a second chance at a career (I was immature the first time, and I paid a price for that). I got a programming job at a small company. I needed to develop my skills to be useful. I worked my ass off, stayed late each day, worked on weekends, etc., became a vital part of the company. Over the next few years I got promoted, tripled my salary, got bonuses, and I was proud of how my hard work paid off. The company grew and then was bought out by a large company, and later that company was bought out by an even larger company. I was now not that important, a small fish in a big pond. The bonuses and the pay raises got smaller. I was still making good money, but I lost my motivation, started phoning it in. Common sense and discipline were not enough for me. Golden handcuffs. The big company went through cost cutting and I was laid off with 500 other people. This led me to devoting all my time to a small business that I had with wife. Even though that paid much less (after expenses) working for myself proved to be more challenging and more personally rewarding.
I hate to have to struggle, avoid it like the plague, but I am much more fulfilled when I do.
There are of caveats of course. It is miserable to have to work your ass off just to keep your head above water. We need challenges that we are capable of meeting.
When I started to hobby over a decade ago it was not instant fun. I needed to get to know the landscape, take chances with strangers, get used to new way of living. Mostly I was disappointed, but a few times things went well. The challenge was to find what worked for me, and who I could work with. The first step was being able to relax enough for full service - first HJs, then body slides, BJs, 69 and then penetrative sex. I then wanted to have a "big number" of women I had had sex with. I drove all over the city to different spas (each has their own vibe), seeing different women of different backgrounds. I read a lot of reviews, and wrote a few of my own. Part of that adventure was finding SPs that kiss, which is rare in spas. Along the way I met SPs that I wanted to repeat with. Over time I got to really like a few regulars, and I enjoyed the personal side of our interactions, the intimacy. I found sex much more enjoyable with women I had intimacy with than with the service queens (although they are great). With the right regulars things just keep getting better over time. The whole journey through the hobby has been an adventure - not all good, sometimes bizarre - but no regrets, and it got me to a much better place. I am definitely a GFE guy now, and spend my time with just one escort.
Lately I have had a bit too much free time. What makes me happy is to get off my lazy ass and do something challenging. I have re-discovered my love of long walks, and now I walk an hour or two each day - the longest so far this summer was a four hour walk. Blisters on my feet have transformed into calluses, and my stamina has improved quite a bit. Just like any project or exercise, the hardest part is getting in motion. It is never easy, but afterwards there is a feeling of accomplishment.
Decades ago I got a second chance at a career (I was immature the first time, and I paid a price for that). I got a programming job at a small company. I needed to develop my skills to be useful. I worked my ass off, stayed late each day, worked on weekends, etc., became a vital part of the company. Over the next few years I got promoted, tripled my salary, got bonuses, and I was proud of how my hard work paid off. The company grew and then was bought out by a large company, and later that company was bought out by an even larger company. I was now not that important, a small fish in a big pond. The bonuses and the pay raises got smaller. I was still making good money, but I lost my motivation, started phoning it in. Common sense and discipline were not enough for me. Golden handcuffs. The big company went through cost cutting and I was laid off with 500 other people. This led me to devoting all my time to a small business that I had with wife. Even though that paid much less (after expenses) working for myself proved to be more challenging and more personally rewarding.
I hate to have to struggle, avoid it like the plague, but I am much more fulfilled when I do.
There are of caveats of course. It is miserable to have to work your ass off just to keep your head above water. We need challenges that we are capable of meeting.
