Like Janis Joplin said, "freedom is just another word for nothin left to lose"
I guess I broke when I had my first "real quit" four years ago.
It isn't so bad fantail. . .very peaceful really.
the tatters of emotional safety you've been wrapping around your shoulders weren't keeping you warm anyway
The breaking has forced me into myself, with mixed results
I find latitude in attitude, and longitude in sobriety
Overall, I know I will survive no matter what--
and that's my dead reckoning for the day
