Again

How familiar this is. How comforting. How sad. Drunk again, although that’s not quite fair. I’m drinking Sleepytime tea after half a bottle of vodka. I’m still plenty coherent to type. So, not rip-roaring. But also not happy.

 
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A Good Week

I went to a GA meeting this afternoon; I was trepidatious about this one. The meetings I fear the most tend to be the ones that are most valuable. A big group, about 20 people, of all shapes, sizes, colors, classes and creeds; they’re my... Continue →