Desarcinate

We forget to understand our body. We don't understand how the physiology mingles with the psych. Our rewards control the outcome of our behavior. Forever engaged to the chemicals, we should know better. Everything is a wait, and pleasure. The rush of what we feel. The body responds to this and acts upon it. Understand your body, understand yourself.

It's sad how most of us drag stories forever. Living in the rush, the pain or the joy of them. Nostalgia is one of our favorite things. To roll over the thoughs of the past, the fiction, the none existence. We constantly want yesterday. Cause yesterday is the only thing we know. Why would we want tomorrow if there's nothing of it? The unconscious feeds out of the known, and then controls us at night. Let's us then pull all of our stories, write them down, and know just one thing. The only thing we know about tomorrow is how messed up it is because of yesterday.