Having a solid day. A buddy who is sober advised me not to count the days. Personally I kind of like that advice.
I had rough sleep last night. About an hour into being in bed, I was getting a rough type feeling in my throat, no bad taste like before. But I didn't like the feeling. Later I had a weird feeling like lots of tiny pins being stuck into me. It was localized and accompanied by the infamous moving itch. Kept me up, but I just prayed, and tried to relax. I got a little sleep. Of course I got the bad nightmares. It was my daughter and I in the back of a truck. A large pack of wild dogs came by. First time they came by, we laid low and they past. For whatever reason we stayed there, and the dogs smelled us and began attacking the truck. Of course my daughter was in a panic, and it made the dogs crazy.
But I can see how different this is. I have an appetite, I'm working, feel solid.
Ed