Heartbreaking to realize how much drug & alcohol use my family is surrounded with. What is it all about, I sat down to think. An escape. Escape from reality. Do I do it, too? Books, food, music, bills, tea, sleep, information, social media, turning the other way, thinking things will go away or appear on their own, daydreaming, not living in harmony, not accepting change... I escape reality all the time. But then where do I live? Do I swap one reality for another, non-stop? Stop! which is the original?
Maybe it's the one born out of love.