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was not anything i believed i had, when i stumbled into the rooms. just my peer who is celebrating the anniversary of his clean date today, i was not one of those who **got it** at my first meeting. i was not one of those who wanted to **get it,** either. my desire was to relieve the consequences of how i was living and move along, so the irony of me, still being here, clean and a strong proponent of this manner of living, is certainly delicious.

Kevin ⇝ Sic Boy ⇝ K,
Twenty-One (21) years of doing this Just For Today!
Congrats my brother, i am glad you BELONG.

it is a good day to be clean, and i could certainly end this here and now, but what has come up for me, while i was working out yesterday, is that i do not seem to ever sponsor men who are of a different race, and that it might be bias and prejudice that is preventing the connection with my newest sponsee. whether or not i am conscious of that fact, living in 2020 has certainly driven home the notion that i need examine how i view others and how that manifests itself in how i treat them. putting that aside to allow it to roll around under the surface, i have a few more pressing matters that popped off the stack this morning.
it seems that these days, if one tells a lie often enough and loud enough, it may be picked up by one's minions and echoed long enough to resemble the truth. guess what, COVID-19 is real and not some hoax created by the opposition to tarnish the reputation of Number 45. Number 45 has lost the election and the more he tries to make that fact go away, by telling bigger and louder lies, the worse he will be seen when the history of 2020 is written. he has the blood of a quarter million Americans on his hands, and no amount of shouting or denial, is going to change that, regardless of what the sheeples of FOX NEWS want to say. the election was not stolen, and in reality his attempt to dissuade voters not to vote by mail, more than likely cost him re-election, as his faithful march lockstep into the steel trap jaws of despair and death. i know Number 45 is not going far enough away and will continue to lie, whine and throw his tantrums, but none of that changes the fact the he is his own worse enemy. his current behavior is not all that different than mine. the only thing different was that i was forced to stop living in my fantasy world and learn how to live a life based on honesty and integrity, two qualities that Number 45 seems to be lacking guess what, the winners write the history books and today, one can certainly see that Number 45 is the BIGGEST LOSER and is doing very little to take some of the tarnish off his brand.
oops, there i went down a path that has been nagging at me for the past few weeks. i am tired of living in a near lock-down because the minions of lies cannot put their oh so fragile egos on hold and take the actions to protect society as a whole. they are also, more than likely, the same people who have once again stripped the stores of toilet paper, as they never seem to consider that there really is more than enough to go around. my little vent this morning, has certainly taken the edge off, and if i offended, well suck it up buttercup, real snowflakes melt in the sunshine of truth.

∞ DT ∞