I hate addictions. I think I've seen enough of what can happen when you are controlled, rather than having control. I may have a bit of an obsessiveness with audio books. I usually put my ear buds in while I'm making coffee in the morning, then thru my workout. I do take them off during my devotion. Back on while I drive to and from work, and then off until the next morning. Unless of course Steve is up to something, then I might as well keep having a story read to me.
But what I find, is that I'm always having what I hear, controlled by a storyteller. That's okay with discipline. I'm not always good. So every once in a while I take a two week break. I do this to prove to myself I can do without it. When I make coffee in the morning, I'll spend time thinking about life and maybe the things I'm grateful for. And during my workout I listen to the stupid person on my workout program. I really dislike those people. They are really too cheery for me. And while I'm driving, I'll keep the radio off and pray for my upcoming day. How can I expect to hear God's voice if I'm not listening?
But darn I miss those books. I will laugh out loud at Stephanie Plum and Ranger. Or cry at Kent Haruf's powerful characters. I'll listen or read Elizabeth Berg and Charles Martin over and over.
On my own, there is too much going on in my head. My mind goes places that have me crying in minutes. Sometimes I don't even realize I'm staring out the window with tears on my face. So walking in someone's shoes during their journey gives me a measure of peace for a spell.