who’s is charge here?

Let’s not get all caught up in the schematics of this step, shall we?  We’ve all heard the analogy:  three Continue reading →

home again, home again.

This being Easter, tomorrow’s back to ordinary time.  Back to work on Monday for the normals.  I work out of Continue reading →

in the kitchen.

It’s 7:00 on a Friday morning and I’m sitting alone in a hotel’s breakfast nook.  I’ve done the daily reading, Continue reading →

remember when i was in control?

It’s ridiculous how quickly I can forget.  This disease had me running in circles, hiding in the shadows, hiding in Continue reading →

brick by brick works either way.

No sense getting all caught up in the hows and whys with this list.  I’ve already been through Steps Four, Continue reading →

every day is garbage day.

The more defensive I am, the more I keep to myself.  The more my reactions lean toward the knee-jerk variety, Continue reading →

accept that it’s over.

It’s roughly been thirty days, so I’m dialing back the focus.  And not to get too puffy-chested, but I think Continue reading →

i’m here, sans beer, get used to it.

I’ve always struggled to accept myself.  That, for the most part, explains my alcoholism.  I believed I wasn’t good enough Continue reading →