β¦ i know where the **good life** is β¦
Posted: Mon, Apr 15, 2013 08:29:48 AM
i will keep coming back and coming back CLEAN.
sometimes, i just resist doing the next right thing. this morning the dawg kept trying to get me up early and i resisted like the addict i am. the last thing i decided before i went to sleep last night was to NOT adjust my schedule for this week, and work my normal hours. well now it is just past 7 AM and i am sitting at work, typing out this missive to those who care to read it. even when i resist, i end up being assimilated, and you know what, i am glad fro being off the roads for what might have been a very slow and frustrating drive to work. i am also so glad that next week i will be in the heat and dry of Arizona, chill-axing with the love of my life. that is part of this good life as well.
before i get to carried away, one of the reasons i kept coming back, was those who were here when i walked in the doors:
which leads me back to the reading. today, snowy as it is, and as much work as i have to do, to get ready for vacation, as well as my commitments to my health and myself, i see that BECAUSE of the recovery program i CHOOSE to practice, i can enjoy those minutes even more. the only regret i have this morning, is that it took me so long to finally wake up and smell the coffee. i can go there and BOO-HOO all day long for the next 48, OR i can say, all of what i did, including sleepwalking through my life, was what i needed to do, to get to where i am today. i would have never been able to participate in my life, IF i had stayed where i was and the jarring shock of the outside world intruding into my little slice of unreality, set in motion an amazing chance to be more than i ever dreamed possible. yes the so-called good life, led me to the actual good life, i enjoy today. that is where i am today and as a matter of fact it is time to get going on what they pay me to do. yes, working is part of that good life as well.
sometimes, i just resist doing the next right thing. this morning the dawg kept trying to get me up early and i resisted like the addict i am. the last thing i decided before i went to sleep last night was to NOT adjust my schedule for this week, and work my normal hours. well now it is just past 7 AM and i am sitting at work, typing out this missive to those who care to read it. even when i resist, i end up being assimilated, and you know what, i am glad fro being off the roads for what might have been a very slow and frustrating drive to work. i am also so glad that next week i will be in the heat and dry of Arizona, chill-axing with the love of my life. that is part of this good life as well.
before i get to carried away, one of the reasons i kept coming back, was those who were here when i walked in the doors:
Denise W
24 years, WOW!
Thank you for blazing
the trail for me.
which leads me back to the reading. today, snowy as it is, and as much work as i have to do, to get ready for vacation, as well as my commitments to my health and myself, i see that BECAUSE of the recovery program i CHOOSE to practice, i can enjoy those minutes even more. the only regret i have this morning, is that it took me so long to finally wake up and smell the coffee. i can go there and BOO-HOO all day long for the next 48, OR i can say, all of what i did, including sleepwalking through my life, was what i needed to do, to get to where i am today. i would have never been able to participate in my life, IF i had stayed where i was and the jarring shock of the outside world intruding into my little slice of unreality, set in motion an amazing chance to be more than i ever dreamed possible. yes the so-called good life, led me to the actual good life, i enjoy today. that is where i am today and as a matter of fact it is time to get going on what they pay me to do. yes, working is part of that good life as well.
∞ DT ∞