I can do some good in this world no matter how small it seems at the time. Now what was the original topic of this blog?
Monday, November 16, 2009
Something inside me tells me to live dangerously. What is that? Do I like to be in danger? Do I like problems? Am I addicted to drama? I am beginning to think that I need to take better care of myself....again? Before I turn this into a self- bashing session I need to recognize a few of my achievements. First of those being that I have eight months of consecutive sobriety today. Second, that I talked with a complete stranger last night about a job he could get if he really wanted to. The man was talking in a meeting about not having a job and he was afraid of becoming homeless so i went up to him after the meeting and said of knew of a place that was hiring for sure. Then I realized why he was having such a hard time with finding a job. He wasn't the sanest man I have ever met, but he was also not the most insane. One year ago today I still hadn't ran my 2007 into the ground on my way to meet my illusive dope dealer. And third, I was at work last week and was in a really good mood. I saw a roach on the ground and decided that I didn't want a customer to see it. I also didn't want to kill the little guy and actually felt compassion for him/her. So I scooped him or her up in a piece of register tape and proceeded to carry the little guy/gal outside.