I could just do a little happy dance. Seriously, wow I feel like I needed all of January to recuperate from December. The holidays do indeed suck. I try and tell myself that every holiday is just another day, nothing special, but every one freaks out about them and the energy is every where.
So, now to whats important, ME. It's a fine line between arrogance and self confidence and I walk that line. Holy Shit, Nine hundred and eighteen days sober today. un fuckin' believable. didn't even smoke a cigarette in 2009. rode my bike, made art, went to the gym. fuck I'm livin' the dream. even the dog likes me better sober....On Febuary the fourteenth I am flying to Delaware, where I will be in school to become a conductor for Amtrak. Two years of selling hot dogs payed off. Mere words can not explain or define the joy in my heart. I have employment doing a job I love and can see myself doing for the next twenty eight years. Happy to be a part of society. good shit happens when you shit good. I just wanted to put another big turd of random rambling on the giant pile of shit that is the internet. More shit sooner than later. Wu Tang forever.
