I apologize. A lot. Too damn much. It's burned so deeply and fundamentally into my being that it comes out involuntarily, even when I bump into an inanimate object, I say I'm sorry. "Sorry doorway that I walked into because I am so clumsy, I hope that won't leave a mark." WHAT IS THAT? "sorry sorry …
Hoping for Just One More Day Sober
Well here we are. 12 years sober today and sometimes feeling exactly as unsure and scared as I did That First Year. I'm going to pause here and STRONGLY recommend reading that last link right there. It tells the story of what happened when I first got sober that so many of you ask me …
A Perfectly Average Fantastical Day
It was a beautiful Chicago day. The kind people talk about when they live here and know are few and far between as we live through a long cold dreary winter. The blue sky was bright with just a sprinkling of clouds and the air was crisp. The kind of crisp where you wear a sweatshirt, …
Too Sober For This 