12 days...
Was walking last evening and passed a guy exiting his truck and headed into his house with a case of beer. Without even trying, my reaction was to see him as I saw myself, headed inside to hazily waste away an evening alone with a drug... repeating it night after night after night.. wishing through the fog that things would get better, but never doing anything about it.
And I said in my head, as I walked along a bit more determined, whatever happens to me, that will not be the way I go down.