Arlene and two adopted dogs.

Just a blog from someone who loves to communicate with other dog owners

The Addict


Oh go on, said the voice,

No way, I replied, I’m sitting here peacefully reading,

Why not, said the voice,

Because i don’t want to, I said,

Come on, you know you enjoy it,it persisted,

Oh go away and let me alone, just because I enjoy it doesn’t mean to say I want to do it every waking minute,

There was a chuckle, oh but you used to, ’it’ said

I’ve got over it , and have other things to do now,

Not nearly so interesting though, are they?

Huh! that’s your opinion, I’ve spent too many hours pandering to your whims, I’ve woke up and smelt the coffee as they say, and now realize how much I gave in to you

Aw, come on , just one more time, it won’t take long, the voice pleaded.

No, no, no, can’t you get it through your thick skull or  whatever you use for a brain, I’m not interested, I’ve kicked the habit, I’M in charge now, and I call the shots, so butt out and leave me alone.

There was a silence for a while, and then a while longer and longer, i tried to concentrate on my book, but couldn’t , thoughts and images flashed through my mind of how things used to be and how they could be again if I gave in.

My mind started to drift back to lazy evenings indulging in ‘the habit’ , then I recalled it wasn’t just evenings, it was becoming almost an all consuming nightmare and I couldn’t think of anything else.

My life didn’t seem to be mine anymore, I was becoming addicted and didn’t like it, but I did enjoy it,

When I think of how you sit there in a corner of my head, beckoning,  robbing me of my very soul, stealing my thoughts, it scares me.

The voice gave another little chuckle, it was obviously tuned into my thoughts.

Well, have you made up your mind yet, it said,  I’m here waiting, Just one more time, it won’t hurt you, it’s quite painless really, and I bet you’ll feel better afterwards. come on, it wheedled, you can always go back to your book afterwards.

I can feel myself weakening much against my will  I put down the book drag myself over to where the voice was coming from, hating myself every minute, calling myself a weak, spineless addicted fool, but I can’t help it.

Well, I console myself, maybe just maybe someone will like what I about to do, so i lift the lid of the laptop and succumb once more to the lures of blogging!

The voice’s laughter echoed all the way back into the dark recesses of my head, it had won.

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8 Comments

  1. ahh i love it! maybe there are blogging dens we could hang out in …
    wait! arent they called internet cafes?
    ahahahaha!!!
    k☼

    • Hi Kirsten, I don’t know that I’d want to go to an internet cafe, you don’t kow who’d be hanging around looking over your shoulder and maybe pinching ideas. i’ll just keep the addiction under control, and trust my good friends to keep me amused with the comments.
      I can feel myself getting drawn in again, t.v.’s on and I haven’t a clue what’s going on. scary.

  2. Very apt Arlene, it happens to us all, you are not alone and if it were not for this little cyber world of communication you would not know that.
    Whatever did I do before when I sat with my first coffee of the day. Distant memory recalls that I may have been sitting on my back doorstep listening to the birdsong and enjoying the fresh morning air.
    The lure of seeing what I missed in the night is enough to get me out of bed to come see.

    • Hello Anne, nice to see you here too, and it’s nice to know I’m not alone, I’ve been a little bit selfish and not done much visiting lately, yet my friends still rally round and let me know they care.
      I too sometimes wonder what I did BB [before blogging] I read more, painted more, also used the computer for other things, like made my own birthday and |Christmas cards. oh happy days 🙂 But like you I just can’t resist prying into cyberspace to see what others are up to, and I do admit it’s a bit more companionable.
      Hope all is well with you and the family.
      ((0)) that’s a hug, hope the shape is OK

  3. Gave away all the addictions years ago Arlene… I’m more on top of things these days… Good Post

    • Hi lady Jude, thanks for dropping by, I’d love to know what the addictions were, any chance of you ‘spilling the beans’??? bet it would be interesting. X

  4. And a good job too, Arlene, you had me going there, never mind blogging, my mind was boggling!! 😀 … Loved this and it’s teasing outcome. Hugs to you, Tango and of course li’l Ruby xPenx

    • Hi Pen, thanks for your comment, glad it got you thinking, I wonder just ‘what’ you were thinking??;-)
      Sorry I haven’t been around, but I hope to catch up soon, I just haven’t had the heart., had a few things on my mind. I hope you’re coping, it’s far too early to ask if you’re coping. Thinking of you with kind thoughts.
      Love and ((8)) [that’s a double hug, but I don’t think you’re that fat inside , so let’s try this one ((I)) that better? X

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