Monday, August 13, 2012
I am finding discontent myself these days in areas that I thought I had come to terms with long ago. Solitude feels wonderful.....until it doesn't.
I met a lovely young women at her first meeting last night. "I don't want to get high but I'm still getting high?" I never get tired of talking about powerlessness to new comers.
I made 3 miles on my walk yesterday, in 45 minutes. I could have gone a little longer but the bottom of my feet started feeling like sandpaper (?)
I went to two meetings this weekend that were gloom and doom. "Just hold on." "Just keep coming back." Good grief. There is so much joy in sobriety and I need to be at meetings where the "JOY" message is shouted to the newcomer.
Enjoy your Monday.