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Tuesday, 27 May 2014

Day 1 – Addiction


Every day I awake at around 7am in the morning, then I have to do the horse’s stall which is assign to me and this consist of basically cleaning it up. I have no problem with this, but my addiction to watch series makes this a problem.

Now my day schedule is very easy to follow actually, I wake up, do horse’s stalls, eat and get ready until 8am, then work on the farm up until 12pm. The rest of the afternoon I have time for myself until 4pm whereas I have to get the horse’s stall ready, with the evening to do anything I want, if I don’t have food to prepare.

Now, you can probably imagine what I do with all this time off during the day, I watch series. What happens before 12pm? I am busy working on the farm with a mind rambling off about these series and how bad I want to watch them.

In every moment of me doing my physical work, I think of how fast and quickly I can get done with it to be able to sit in front of a computer watching something. This leads to me doing work halfway through, not being in the moment breathing and enjoying what I do, and be distracted by some invisible string pulling me to the computer where my “Heaven” is.

This has caused me to learn my work presentation in about 2 weeks, and not in a few days, as I am capable of doing. Why? Because I had a distracted mind when something was explained to me, where as I did not need a second explanation to, but did have to ask a second time because of this distraction/addiction I have to watch a simple series.

This addiction has taken away my freedom, gluing me to the computer, keeping me in my room, taking away my communication skills, because I was not using it, I was even scared  to talk over a phone when I had to call someone to create my first business appointment.

This week things are better, I broke through the barriers, I distracted myself with responsibilities, and other things to get my body and eyes away from the computer, I breathed through the moments where I physically worked on the farm, expressing myself, and as time went by, the addiction was fading, but not gone. Still need to deal with it, completely.