Desire is synonymous with temptation. Would you agree? Take a walk in your mind and think about how often, in a day, you desire something.
Every morning I wake up to my alarm that goes off at the same time. I know it’s coming and yet I dread it. My desire to stay beneath the warm sheets is strong. Not that I don’t like my job, but my bed never fails to tempt me to stay in it. At work, it’s lunch time. I bring a lunch, usually leftovers, to eat. However, as soon as I open my Tupperware, stare at my food, I lose the desire to eat it. It’s Taco Monday or Sushi Wednesday, I tell myself. Justifications for my desires along with the temptation of not so healthy food. I’m having a text conversation with a friend on my phone. I will them to respond while trying to be nonchalant about it in my mind. The pain in my body is strong. I’ve already taken x amount of mg of this or that. I desire to add more medicine into my system while trying to tell myself I am stronger than the pain. I’m stuck in traffic. I don’t know what’s going on or how long I’ll be at a standstill. I’m eager to be home, in my husband’s arms curled up in his love. I’m riveted to a great story or television show. My desire to sleep is crumbling because I need to know how it all ends.