My Favorite Addiction

Sep 3, 2013 by

My Favorite Addiction

You can feel it; the heat in your chest, the warm pull in your center, the craving in your belly, that familiar taste in your mouth when it’s near. An irresistible hunger that pulls you from your slumber, consumes your mind, and distracts you each and every moment … and you adore the sensation.

Your own favorite personal addiction.

We’re all addicted to some-thing, some-one, some-place, some-idea. Society usually ascribes addiction with negative feelings, a negative judgment, a feeling of dread. Think about the language: “OMG you’re addicted and you can’t help yourself”, or “It’s got a hold on you”, or “You can’t control yourself”.

But we’re all addicted at some point. Addicted to basics: water, air, food. Addicted to growing, learning, curiosity. And as Robert Palmer puts it: “You might as well face it you’re addicted to love.”

So maybe addictions are not all bad. Maybe society has it wrong. Maybe addiction, obsession, desire are really us manifesting a craving so intense it will change us forever.

I get it, being addicted to things that don’t serve you well in the long term is dangerous. Addiction to alcohol and drugs will give you a life where the thing is more important than you are. Where you will end up worse off in the long run.

But what if you become addicted to things that will make you better. Will make you feel more. Will light up a craving in you so strong that you can’t let go and will change your life.

So here’s my question: “What is your favorite addiction?” or maybe “Who is your favorite addiction?” or maybe “Where is your favorite addiction?”  Can you find something that will make you better, stronger, feel more, feel different, explore, and completely consume you? If you can, maybe you’ve found that addiction that’s worth being addicted to.

See you on the wire

— Steven Cardinale

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