If I could sleep would be a miracle. It is torture of every hour of every day that I am here and awake. Want a drink. Still sober. Don't know how or why. I am hungry. Do not o stealing fruits from one of my AA meetings. My cable is about to be shut off. Oh well, I am still sober. Really to get to enjoy my misery full blown. Nothing to numb the pain of my so called shitty life. Hey, but I am sober. Big fucking deal.
Well, I guess I will have more time to attend more AA meetings.
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