Day 343. "People used to always say to me that they wanted to write a play, they wanted to write a movie, they wanted to write a novel. I'd say the couple of people who actually did something - actually started writing, they're 80% of the way to having something happen." Woody Allen Let me … Continue reading Is just not drinking most of it?
Day 341. "Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? I travel the world And the seven seas Everybody's looking for something" Eurythmics It feels unreal to me that I am almost a year sober. I never thought I could get a handle on … Continue reading I never dreamed I could pull this off …
Day 338. "Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine When you gonna let me get sober Leave me alone, let me go home Le me go home and start over" The Fireballs, 1965 This was a Top Ten hit, and a seriously rockin' sixties tune by the Fireballs ... Why did it come into my … Continue reading Bottle of wine
Day 332. "I dwell in Possibility – A fairer House than Prose – More numerous of Windows – Superior – for Doors" ... Emily Dickinson I've mentioned before how my much-loved High School english teacher Mr. Kaufman ignited the flame in me for seeking knowledge and trying to make sense of life, and also strive to live … Continue reading Dwelling in impossibilities
Day 329. I just love Dr. Glenn Doyle - and his 'Use Your Damn Skills' approach. This recent post from him grabbed me by the collar and all I could say was AHA! It said, listen up to the Doc - this will help you stop playing those same traumatic relationship snippets over and over - and … Continue reading Why memories hang on like they do
Day 327. Sometimes it's, well, sobering to read about the toll alcohol can take on you physically and mentally. It's easy to say to yourself - oh, you mean drinking alcohol like a big vodka bottle in hand, sitting on the park bench kind of consumption. Oh that's not me at all! I'm a dainty drinker … Continue reading What 2 glasses a night does to you
Day 323. You know that feeling when you read something and go OMG! That is totally true! That is so me!! That is the best way of describing it!! Yep. That's how I felt reading this article: My park bench was my sofa from Louise's blog, A hangover free life. Louise is a former nurse who saw … Continue reading My park bench was the spare room