Fallow,
when i first got sober, i went to Lifering meetings once a week, where R was one of the guys there, always half-assedly trying. or not.
i have seen him overthe years, usually when i am on my way to a local coffeeshop and he is, for some reason, on the other side of the street, by the liquor store.
the last time we chatted, he asked me if i was still sober, all these years later. yes, yes i am, R. and how are things with you?
"all this time...i just can't. I keep waiting for everything to be aligned just right, even the stars. I know it doesn't work that way, but nevertheless, everything has to be aligned just so in my life before i can...you know."
and then he went into the liquor store.
i think of him occasionally and wonder....
and yeah, there is a perfect time to quit. the perfect time is now.