There are things in life, situations, whatever, that I still don’t navigate so well. I don’t know if that’s the part where I’m “recovering” and have a ways to go, or if it’s simply endemic to being an addict, recovering or not, or if perhaps I’m simply an outright mental defective. You’d think I could figure it out. I haven’t. All of these things have something to do with living life “on life’s terms.”
So, it’s getting cold, right? It’s getting cold. And I commute 23 miles one-way to my job. At night it’s another 16 miles bo school, in the dark, and then another 8 miles home. I commute 55 miles a day on a 49cc, 2-cycle scooter that under the best conditions goes 30 miles per hour. I’m not even sure my face has thawed since this morning.
I really obviously need a car, so I went car shopping today. Read the rest of this entry »




So why shouldn’t I juggle too? I’ve been juggling already. Figuring out how to live sober has been really, really tricky. I don’t even think that, on balance, I’m very good at it. I’ve complained about the big chunks of my life that really aren’t working, that I struggle with, that I’m apparently unwilling to fix, but I’ve also come to believe that I have a natural failure level. No matter how high the bar is set, I come in X percent below it. So if I want to achieve more, perhaps I should just raise the bar high enough to reach the real goals – Ideal – Failure Rate = Achievable Goal Maybe that’s just an insane idea, too. Who knows.




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