How often do we just sit with our own thoughts? How addicted to "noise" are we? Even the positive kind of noise, like audiobooks, podcasts or a phone call with a friend? And even when that noise stops, our own minds take us through a myriad of problems to solve, strategies to develop or fears to ease. 

When do we really give ourselves the time to really sit with our feeling, address our underlying thoughts about our lives and reflect on why we are who we are, do what we do and have developed our concept of ourselves?

This is what I undertook on a 6 hour drive over the weekend. Constantly consuming material, reaching out for connection and distracting myself with noise, I realise I am an addict. I constantly numb myself, instead of dealing with the reason I am constantly on the search for something new, something to satisfy. Which will never happen, as long as I cannot sit quietly by myself and confront my past and how it has shaped me, and do the work and resolve to not allow it to form my future.