He knows that he is an addict.
Returning once more to his room, he wonders again how much better is this, than being driven by the physical need for substances like alcohol, opioids or any of the great range of hallucinogens? Such things can produce a wide range of altered states of consciousness. One may think that the results from using those stimuli can be, in some way, compered with his own emotional compulsion to capture thoughts and ideas by writing them down. Taking up his usual posture; the chair, the screen the keyboard, the surrounding paraphernalia, with a photo or two, folders in a tray, and a clock that shows the temperature. He looks around and asks himself what it is that pulls him in here?
What emotions, as opposed to physical altered states of consciousness, come into play here? Is there no lesser range of mood, perception and thought being experienced?
He knows only that he is grateful that the force that moves him gives so much pleasure.
