Still here, still busy, still sober.

I had another drinking dream last night where I drank and then decided to pretend like I didn’t. Wtf. Waking up was another relief. Can my brain be cool for like a second? Afraid I am romanticizing the drink a little bit, and every time I have a what if thought I firmly tamp it down with memories of what it was like.

I’ve worked out this morning and would never have been able to do 40lb squats while drinking. I get stronger every day (lol not losing any weight but WHATEVER that’s not what it’s about) and I’m proud of my progress.

Drinking ruins everything. It has never once made me feel powerful or in control. So that’s that.

Plans today include attempting to make a soufflé and eating some good grilling with my mom. Hopefully the former will be successful.

Im sorry I haven’t kept up with y’all. Still reading though. Happy Labor Day for us USA folks.