The greatest of empires is the empire over one's self
The greatest of empires is the empire over one's self
- Publilius Syrus
Simple sober Sunday evening thoughts.
Life is messy and hard. Days pass on a breeze. So much to take care of. So much becomes undone.
The self we were betraying by giving into the addiction lies in wait, with all the same errors in judgement, lazy streaks, petty misgivings.
But there is something so essential and sweet about dealing with it sober, dropped from the nasty web of feeding the beast more and more.
To be sober and face the day, that is something of real value. Something to take humble pride in. And sober Sunday sleep is earned.
Thank you as usual SR. Here's to the sober week ahead.
Simple sober Sunday evening thoughts.
Life is messy and hard. Days pass on a breeze. So much to take care of. So much becomes undone.
The self we were betraying by giving into the addiction lies in wait, with all the same errors in judgement, lazy streaks, petty misgivings.
But there is something so essential and sweet about dealing with it sober, dropped from the nasty web of feeding the beast more and more.
To be sober and face the day, that is something of real value. Something to take humble pride in. And sober Sunday sleep is earned.
Thank you as usual SR. Here's to the sober week ahead.
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