The Power of Presence
The Dangers of Letting Your Mind Wander the Timeline
Memories and hopes
Are but constructs of the mind
Our real time is NOW.
About the Creator
Elizabeth MacKinnon
Hi! Eclectic writing shared at unscheduled intervals. Decades of practice through the old-school art of putting pen to paper. Challenging myself to share more freely and openly in this pixel-perfect digital arena. Comments welcome. Cheers!
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Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts7 days ago in Longevity
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