Addiction Special

The Witch says:

We were gone for quite sometime for various explainable reasons...simply put, we're busy.

As I was hitting my head with things that needs my attention as the day closes (for us working at night though it means we're just about to start the headache) I remembered a friend from work telling me how addicted he is with his current crush. That however badly he gets treated he still wants him around. When he said that, though I was boiling with anger, all I was able to say was, "I understand."

I've a lot of addiction...from the mundane daily things to the supernatural sensations that can only be likened to heavenly.

The Bitch Says:

With a good little threat the Witch left as an offline message.. I finally got to put in my entry. Addiction. i've lots! you doesnt ? things i would die without.. things i would cry over.. things that may not need my attention but certainly has it.. :) heck why wouldnt that be addicting? im addicted to that hot hot guy on our blog page.. i know all of us are heehee~

lets break it down.. caffeine, sms, beauty, passion.. lust..~

The Witch says:

Now that you've started pulling items off of the list I can't deny the fact that I'm addicted to almost the same thing. Coffee and chocolates are like marijuana to me. Men are quite addicting too, in a mental, psychological and physical manner. Shopping is another thing on my list. Having shopping bags on my hands is like having a wheel in a racer's hand. Heaven, sweet, heaven.

The Lady Says:

You know how it feels like standing in front of a blank brick wall? It feels numbing! You stand there and stare and nothing. You don't move and you don't talk. You just stare.

That's what it's been like this past week for me whenever I start trying to work on an entry for this. And it's really not that frustrating so long as you don't think about it too much... But I'm thinking that it's time to break through this wall and I only know of one thing to do to be able to do that. Break the wall! Smash through it and put your back into breaking it. And since it's imaginary, I just ate pancit malabon, drank white chocolate mocha frap to rid me of the slighty fishy taste of the pancit and then started playing words on my Notepad. There you go! Brick wall is now just useful only for creating mosaic. :)

Whew! Now that's overwith, let's talk about addiction. As defined by Merriam-Webster, "Addiction is a compulsive need for and use of a habit-forming substance characterized by tolerance and by well-defined physiological symptoms upon withdrawal." COld? Unfeeling? Well, all the elements of an addiction is there so it's good enough for me. Where it fails in words, it remains faithful in spirit for the kind of addiction I have in the real world.

What am I addicted to? I'm addicted to "nothing". There are many kinds of "nothing" that you can come across in this world. Most of them fun and thrilling, giving us the high that we need the most. Some of them you just thought was fun and thrilling but it really wasn't, wasting not only your time but your effort. Cheap thrills, I guess, is what you call it. But one thing is for sure, there's always a price. It could be as small as 1 hour (wasted or not) or as big as a chaotic week/month. You just have to decide if it was worth it. And that "nothing" has gotten me into more trouble that I'd care to think about. I can't help it? Maybe. But I think most of the time, I decided that curiosity doesn't always kill the cat. And sometimes it is so fun to get some of that "nothing" that paying the price is not that onerous anymore. It's what you can live with, as I always say. But when it deals you a unwanted and surprising hand, either deal or abandon all dignity and run. :)