Monday. Day 4.
 

Monday. Day 4. I can’t think of something to write about, although my mind has been thinking a lot. Judging. Judging others. Judging my past—amidst a general tension or anxiety that’s been rising some and falling some, but there all day. The only gift I can think of that I received today from the universe came from my own self. I woke up clean. I got to come to work with at least a little sleep during the night.
I had a dream at work, I remember it now. Me and my co-workers met at a bar before work. I had a beer, and no one else did at our table. I did see someone else drinking in another part of the bar. Finally I noticed that it was 3 minutes after punch in. I immediately went to punch in. The others took their time. Then I woke up. This dream was a gift.
you know...i'm feeling a little better. less alone. reaching out to the universe (literally in ciberspace). and I feel more connected and less alone.

Glad you're feeling a bit better today. Every clean and sober day is a gift we give ourselves. Enjoy today.:)

Congrats on day 4! Sober in the morning is a great thing.