July 20

Reflections Of A Sober Chicken Thief published by Nothing Changes Press

July 20

” I’m done with this game.” – me 

” Game? That’s Bullshit. When I ask you it’s a game…but when you ask me? Who the hell are you? I need…ok, don’t make me feel like shit because you are an asshole…I” did for “you…a lot more than you did for me…Mr. Soberiety…we are dead in each other’s eyes.” -a former friend

“Some folks are too smart to get sober.”- 12 Step truism 

Thought For The Day:  I’ve met some of those folks that ‘think’ they’re too smart for recovery. 

I’m not one of those people. 

Hell, it took me thirty years to tell this guy “No.”

Reflection Of The Day: The first three letters of sobriety and “Soberiety” are S-O-B. 

Meditation Of The Day: If two people decide they are “dead in each others eyes,” which one is Bruce Willis? Which one the kid?


Too Bad He Won’t Take The Hint

He says, “I don’t like sitting around waiting.”

He’s a waste of time.

So I leave.

A living example of what I’d like

What Needs To Be Heard

“This is a ‘we’ program,” somebody says.

Folks around the table nod their heads.

Folks sittin’ against the wall stare at the floor, glance at the clock and scroll down on their smart phones.

Then someone says something about “sacrifice” and the expressions on those noddin’ their heads grow more solemn.

The wall people are still poker faced though a couple of ’em manage a quick eye roll when “love” is mentioned.

Then someone says, “If I don’t drink and I don’t hurt people, then I’m sober.”

This makes all eyes around the table bright and, for a moment, the texting stops.