I used to judge people who lived to escape
Escape from life in general
Why not just accept pain
process it , embrace it and live on.
While telling other people to do that
I fell into the exact same trap.
Escapism. Enticingly beautiful.
People who drink to much irritate me
Frustrate me.
Because they are drowning what they choose not to embrace.
I watch them spiral out of control.
Is that freedom?
Being out of control?
Does it feel better tomorrow?
Do you feel free?
Control.
Freedom
Escapism
Denial.
Four words that rule daily lives....
How do we manage them?
How do we balance them so that Love can dwell between them?
