I was driving to work yesterday and it was barely light outside. I was nearing an off-ramp next to a park, very wooded area. Along the side of the road in the grass I could see something skimming about 6-8 inches above the ground and I couldn't figure out what it was. When I was about to pass it I could see it was a hawk in pursuit of a small creature, maybe a mole or a mouse... RUNNING for it's life. I didn't see what happened after that.
It reminded me of me. When I make the choice to not drink (at least for today) I get this overall sensation of freedom, and it feels so awesome. It's like now I can do all those things that I love and enjoy instead of wasting my night drinking. Like the mouse, running free in the grass. Then night comes... and it's like that hawk after me. I'm running but then I just am overcome by that urge to pour a drink.
Well today I'm not going to let myself be overcome. The hawk isn't going to get me today.
