Deep breathing saved me today.
The drive home from work seems to be one of the most challenging things the addict in me has to face. And if I leave work at earlier times, sometimes 2-3 PM, it's all good. But if I have to drive in heavy traffic, at pick times, like today, then it becomes challenging to say the least.
I do not drive and text, keep the talking on the phone to a minimum, so my mind starts wondering. And I thought about the time my furry girl and I have left to love each other, we are already on borrowed time...
And then I was missing something, I felt it deep in me, in the pit of my stomach, and it took maybe 10-20 seconds until I realized what I was "missing".
Luckily the road was far from a business complex or a gas station.
And my brain finally gave me signs it was still working: I started deep breathing, I opened the window on my side, and started looking around to the other drivers.
This is what we are: addicts who have to keep the guard up at all times, and use the tools which work for each of us the best; deep breathing saved me today.