Where do robins go to die?

Life seems fragile, then harsh and rugged. Does life happen or does it do something to the living or is it a product of the living? Thoughts ruminate in my head, wearily trying to decipher its meaning. Maybe we just learn a lesson and that’s the reason or excuse for God’s mystery. I wonder if

Share

I’ve done some amazing shares in my head, astounding, astonishing and insightful. I always consider the real ones to be inferior, inadequate and appalling. I’ve thrown everything at my job, perfectionism, enabling, rescuing. All through fear; fear of what it felt like to rattle off a couple of weeks of solid drinking, fear of another

Abundance

I’m an alcoholic, it means I had a drinking solution. I drank to solve and resolve everything in my life. To quote Homer Simpson, alcohol is the cause and solution to most of life’s problems. Alcohol didn’t reject me. Alcohol was there in abundance, whether it was manufactured in a factory or at home, it