crave. ing.

Halloween reminds me that I crave. I never had much of a sweet tooth until I entered the program. Then Continue reading →

i’m rubber. you’re glue.

I should run my life on tape delay. Live in that seven-second time lapse that radio uses to edit itself. Continue reading →

i just gotta be me?

Two days in, and already I’m creating shortcuts. Not bad shortcuts. Good ones. I suppose they’re more like little reminders. Continue reading →

me2we.

What if I’m still the actor onstage, wanting only to control the entire performance and every aspect of the production? Continue reading →

recidivism much?

If I always do what I’ve always done, I’ll always get what I’ve always got. I literally didn’t do what Continue reading →

dust off the pom poms.

It’s the trickle-down effect, but in a good way. I’m attempting to work Step Seven whenever I get out of Continue reading →

begin to never end.

I made a list of my shortcomings. I’ve asked my Higher Power to remove them. And that’s great to start Continue reading →

tug.

I guess the biggest question regarding this step is why? Is one of my shortcomings alcoholism? Or is my alcoholism Continue reading →