all of our problems come down to one conclusion:
"I am addicted to me".
Thanks Pema

I am addicted to that place in the afternoon. It's become a habit for me, and that is why it is so hard.
That is why it is so easy to melt down and sit in the corner and miss everything.
I spend all the energy on what is not even real.
Fantasy, illusion, it's so addictive.

My life is up here, in my head, and not down here, in reality. Not fully present in the moment right now.

We are addicts to our heads.