5 Minutes to Go Time

Typing on my TV. Which is SO MUCH COOLER I guess than typing looking at a computer screen.

Maybe I’ve always loved TV screens better than computer monitors. Especially modern computer monitors, especially modern computer laptops. I swear-to-god they put some supersonic fucked up shit that is meant to fuck with your eyes and your mind and energies, i hate it. ANYWAYS…..

Leaped back into World of Warcraft Classic. It’s all the rage, and if you read this, check it out 🙂

But watch out for the addictive side. Massively addicting. I still don’t know enough about dopamine hits, but I have walked the path for a long time of battles VS cigarettes, alcohol, porn, coffee (I think that about covers the addictions? Dat fuckin coffee addiction is NUTS).

I can’t knock the WoW (World of Warcraft) addiciton quite yet – this game for a long time has been one of my sole anticipations, one of the sole things that when I thought about it, I would get excited, and I experience some quality fun and great times playing with my close family. I have literally thought on several occasions that “Wouldn’t that be strangely what-the-fuck weird if WoW almost single-handedly brought me out of my depression?”

It’s not a too far-fetched thought – if it distracts my mind from the negative, and then I move on to other shit….could help to overright some negative thought patterns.

NOT SURE THO. Cause addictions.

Have to be careful. Still monitoring the situation closely. The *worst* part of this addiction is that it is TIED to family….I.E. I can’t *quit* the addiction without not playing with them. The other ones seemed like a solo affair.

Fun to write on the TV. 🙂 Not doing both Coffee and WoW should help. Coffee is on the downswing. Crazy shit.

One thought on “5 Minutes to Go Time

  1. I’m trying to think of comparable experience in my own life, then and now. don’t want to delve into THEN so that leaves NOW, in the sense of the last 30 years or so. (That’s how you get to see life when you’re old – pushing 78 but what does that mean these days. I’ve had to keep on the straight and level for my kids’ sake as steered by 2 successive wives who emanate virtue of the nicest kind.

    I shall confess to you in this private place that the only addiction I can think of apart from making unwanted comments on people’s blog posts is to scribble in my current notebook, fetishistically using a well-loved fountain pen and illegible left-handed writing which I fondly think of as calligraphy.

    The best remedy (for depression? for addiction?) or rather the only one that springs to mind is to give of yourself trustingly. And if that doesn’t seem practicable, to trust anyway.

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