I sit with gratitude.I can hear myself think.The beautiful knowledge:I don’t need to drink.Not even “need,”I prefer it this way.Life’s so much better.(It surprises me to say.)I couldn’t have imaginedA life without booze.I certainly wouldn’t thinkIt’d be something I’d choose.I thought it would meanThat I’d lose my shimmer.That life without alcoholWould somehow be dimmer.But what... Continue Reading →