the cost of inflation.

Things can be as big or as small as I choose to make them.  Lately, I’ve been choosing to go Continue reading →

scared to be alone.

Back in the dark times, there was never anything better than being left to my own devices.  The anticipation of Continue reading →

worst measured when i’m down.

I can go to a meeting, call my sponsor, say my prayers, do my meditations, read my book and even Continue reading →

more than this.

The world I created in my mind, both sober and drunk, was pretty far from center when compared with reality.  Continue reading →

chopping carrots.

This is where things can get dicey: redefining how I look at preparation, work, and leisure.  Without getting too thinly Continue reading →

contact high.

I mean really, how isolated can you get?  It’s a serious question for me, because I believe I’d love to Continue reading →

fashioning reactions.

If only I could be as preemptive with my own thoughts and feelings as I am with my external human Continue reading →

not fair.

I’ve spent the morning trying to figure out my remaining vacation days, plus what can be carried over into 2015, Continue reading →