I Am Addicted to Experience Project
It's Worse Than Drugs!!!...
I came upon this place while looking for stories about racism for a project that I was working on. Something in my head told me not to look further in the site, but before I knew it I was looking to see what was new here before I even had my first smoke in the morning. During work I would jump onto the Internet to see what was new, and I would rush home to catch up as to what was here. During dinner, and even as I tried to watch TV this place was on my mind. just before I would go to bed, I just had to have one more look. This place had become worse than a drug for me.
It took some work, but soon I was able to control of my addiction to this place, as I could do other things and go to other sites without thoughts of this place coming to mind. Then it happened, and here I am again addicted to this place.
I was on BlogTV and was looking through the shows, and noticed this one where all I could see was the top of the hosts head. Dreads and a scarf. I knew that I shouldn't of gone into the room, but I did. The hostess was playing music, and I was into what she was playing, and a great conversation was going on. Someone wrote EP, and the talk began about this place called EP. No, it couldn't be the same place, but I asked. Sure enough,, they were talking about this site. We quickly joined each others circles. Now I find that I am not only looking to see what is new in the groups, but what my Circle is doing.
Now here I am, back to the old habits, but even a little worse, as now I have my laptop next to the bed. If I should wake up during the night, I come and take a look instead of trying to get back to sleep.
I'm addicted. I guess that I will have to hit rock bottom before I can begin to recover. Hmmm.. I wonder where the closest EPoholics meets... OMG, please someone tell me that it's not int he groups!!!
I came upon this place while looking for stories about racism for a project that I was working on. Something in my head told me not to look further in the site, but before I knew it I was looking to see what was new here before I even had my first smoke in the morning. During work I would jump onto the Internet to see what was new, and I would rush home to catch up as to what was here. During dinner, and even as I tried to watch TV this place was on my mind. just before I would go to bed, I just had to have one more look. This place had become worse than a drug for me.
It took some work, but soon I was able to control of my addiction to this place, as I could do other things and go to other sites without thoughts of this place coming to mind. Then it happened, and here I am again addicted to this place.
I was on BlogTV and was looking through the shows, and noticed this one where all I could see was the top of the hosts head. Dreads and a scarf. I knew that I shouldn't of gone into the room, but I did. The hostess was playing music, and I was into what she was playing, and a great conversation was going on. Someone wrote EP, and the talk began about this place called EP. No, it couldn't be the same place, but I asked. Sure enough,, they were talking about this site. We quickly joined each others circles. Now I find that I am not only looking to see what is new in the groups, but what my Circle is doing.
Now here I am, back to the old habits, but even a little worse, as now I have my laptop next to the bed. If I should wake up during the night, I come and take a look instead of trying to get back to sleep.
I'm addicted. I guess that I will have to hit rock bottom before I can begin to recover. Hmmm.. I wonder where the closest EPoholics meets... OMG, please someone tell me that it's not int he groups!!!
61-69, M
