Well, that respite didn't last long. Did the SSS and now ready to walk out the door and ...Boom!...here it comes again. Gotta remember though that I went out pretty late at night in some pretty bad weather to 'cop a bag'.
Whoa....FLASHBACK...I just remembered low-crawling through a free-fire zone at Camp Adenir in Danang to 'cop a bag'....and I stole that one too while the guy was sleeping. So I guess I can make it a half a block in a little rain to St Pancratius.
I shared with a friend yesterday that it just wasn't the same sitting on the couch in my living room reading as it felt sitting in the last row in St Pancratius reading. Oh its peaceful and quiet here too at 7 in the morning but it just doesn't feel the same.
And those big outstretched arms on the Cross in front of me reminds me 'Come on in'
They told me in AA if I hung around the barber shop long enough I'd eventually get a haircut. And likewise if I hung around bars I'd get drunk. So maybe if I keep on starting my day off with prayer, the Triple S and read for a while in that environment...I'll get well. Can't hurt more than I've been doing.
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