I feel like giving up something else. No profanity for thirty days. I can be more creative. I expect to fail but I guess I can use the moments where I do as insight into the areas that cause me to lose control. Hopefully I can reflect on why.
Facebook abstinence is going well. I guess last night I cheated (I wanted to show someone a photo of my friend who looked like an emerging celebrity and there was no other source for it) and for the instant I was on there, I saw a flash of some political photo and some Clemson crap. I could feel the tension rising up in anticipation. I don't miss that at all. It's noise. It's self-inflicted emotional angst. Especially now with how politically polarized everything has become.
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