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 ifContinue reading “Where do robins go to die?”

– Progressive +

Alcohol was always a readily available option for me. A substance that initially was shrouded in an adult veil, obscure and intriguing to me in my early teens. Yearning to feel different from the inexplicable emptiness, unhappiness and fear, I was immediately flirtatious with the intoxicating affects of drinking alcohol. I recall finding a bottleContinue reading “– Progressive +”

Pangs

I like to be perceived as having my shit together, however this can be problematic being an alcoholic. The veneer of normality creates a buffer zone, a no man’s land of threat, wonder and hope. In sobriety I have acquired the successes or trappings of life depending on how you see it, and yet IContinue reading “Pangs”