Ginger Cook Every so often I find myself needing to get off the wagon, that is filled too much TV political watching, and return to the mission of this blog: for those who are looking for silence, solitude, and simplicity, and who sometimes like to be alone. “It’s not the worst addiction in the world,” I might tell myself, but I know that is a miserable excuse for overdoing anything.
Google gives me this definition: An addiction is an urge to do something that is hard to control or stop. The challenge is in knowing that we are participating in something that is hard to control or stop. We go along until something happens that makes us stop and ask ourselves (always in a disparaging tone), “What are you doing?” The very asking of that questions that lets us know that what we are doing is not right, that we need to get on the wagon and be driven to safety.
I don’t mean to convey that I am that desperate about my current addition, but when I turn off the TV I step into the silence, solitude, and simplicity I am looking for. And, even someone else is in the room, I feel like I am alone.
Google gives me this definition: An addiction is an urge to do something that is hard to control or stop. The challenge is in knowing that we are participating in something that is hard to control or stop. We go along until something happens that makes us stop and ask ourselves (always in a disparaging tone), “What are you doing?” The very asking of that questions that lets us know that what we are doing is not right, that we need to get on the wagon and be driven to safety.
I don’t mean to convey that I am that desperate about my current addition, but when I turn off the TV I step into the silence, solitude, and simplicity I am looking for. And, even someone else is in the room, I feel like I am alone.