I will not slide.

To slide is to surrender my self and my sentience, to be bullied by my baser biases.

I know the consequences of my actions; to pretend I do not is to violate my understanding.

I feel the wrongness when I slide; to ignore it atrophies my sense of what is right.

When I am tired, or bored, or stuck somewhere I'd like to leave, I will not slide. I'll pay close attention to myself and wait, and breathe, and feel, and when I once again have all my faculties, I'll laugh at the simple foolishness of my self-who-slides, and smile at the strength and presence of all my other selves.

Nat Knight