I am tired of sitting in front of a computer screen and expecting to be transported, or even changed. I think that is why I stray from writing, as I see it showing me how nothing has changed.
But I know from observations throughout the day that I am a changing person. I have been trying to restructure my ulterior sub-cortex to recognize that... exercise and activity is good. But my computer and playing games and reading stories and watching videos has become my arch enemy this night. But I write and that shall be my exercise.
Whatever the state of our existence, as if we can comprehend it, there(here) is the present.
And anything is possible.