Some needs are basic and simple.
Others are convoluted and heavy.
As I drift away from the simple,
I find myself clutching the nuances and complexities.
I urge myself to believe that the simple will not do.
I demand the difficult, the hard-to-find, the unthinkable.
Everyone hushs and shushs me.
Tell me I am expecting too much.
I am warned of loneliness and detachment.
I hush and shush them in return.
I will not let this go.
I demand nothing short of exceptional.
I am willing to give up a lot of mediocre for it.
I am willing to fight battles for it.
It would possibly lead to being labelled crazy.
But I am sure it will be worth it.