Bats!
Back on the wagon. Day nine sober, after a hard two week binge. 6 days of horrible withdrawals. Anyhow, today i went to a friends house to clean her chimney. She has terminal cancer and gets very cold. I cleaned and crawled all around it. Found a dead bat up inside. Got it burning good. Know i couldnt have done it when i was on the sauce. Felt good to do good. Felt like a human, instead of a zombie.