The clients I work with appear to be hungry for things associated with adulthood. The gritty sex/crime of Law & Order SVU and the mysterious lush reward of social security checks. Staying up late and picturing themselves as successful, lazy consumers while demanding snacks and continually asking when they can go back to Walmart.
The succulent allure of every character they create within every magazine ad or tv commercial and the logical next step to happiness which is the flamboyant blooming item being sung into their subconscious. What protrudes is their impulsive tendency, and the hollow peg-hole that remains unseen behind this product-fuzed-with-joy is the empty sense of purpose and contribution that a successful adult also longs for.
Perhaps they are more aware of this gap of societal sloth. They consider their success as adults to be gauged in the count of joy. Thenumber of times they remember getting exactly what they wanted
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