Earlier tonight I whirled around in a circle like the Tasmanian Devil. Had there been a bottle of cold champagne within arms reach I would have chugged it down before fully realizing I had grabbed it. At least that is the thought that came before the realization that it has been almost 6 months since I had a drink or went blotto. Then tears came to my eyes and I reached for my red
cayenne peppa lip gloss
I do not write much, but I check-in every day. Thanks for being here along with me on my silent journey SRers. All of you all.
Appreciated beyond words.
Amen for not being
there any longer. Lip smack.
