Dedication is consistently committing continually.
Dedication is quiet.
Simply determined, without question. It’s my life, and I choose it every day.
Dedication is renewed.
Appreciation of what I have, and doing what is necessary to attend to it.
Dedication is old, and proud.
It’s the result of hard work, and the certainty of more.
It’s like love.
Drive is gotta get it, gotta have it.
Drive is loud. Revved up.
Drive is “watch me”. Drive is not… yet.
Blood pumping through my veins.
Drive is young, and gotta grab this opportunity and not waste it.
*Proving* myself. Needing to.
It’s like winning someone over.
Dedication is soft and sweet and calm.
Providing safety and stability.
Relaxing into a flow state, and knowing what usually works. And if it’s not working, dedication is trying something else. Because I would do anything, naturally.
Dedication is direction and a pension. A safety net.
It’s respectful space.
Dedication is “I chose this already”. If I don’t have this job, dedication is showing you how I would do it.
Take it or leave it.
Dedication is a stroll on the beach and a kiss in the moonlight.
Dedication is fluffy towels and waking up to the smell of brewed coffee I prepared earlier.
Dedication is holding your hand.
Drive is motivation.
On a high. Pushing through. Meeting that deadline.
Drive is flash, and brash. Drive is passion.
I am driven to get this. If I don’t have this job, I am driven to convince you I can do it. I have all the skills.
Drive is a demonstrative show. Romance. Brilliance.
Drive has to brake, at some point.
Drive is fire, and drive is what impresses you.
Drive is getting drunk on champagne and dancing on the beach. Not having a care in the world, as long as I have you.
Did you want coffee? Driveis a Grande macchiato, to keep going through the night.
We’ll have a sexy shower after, but there’s no fluffy towels ready.
Drive is the best fling you ever had.