What a life we have left behind. What were we thinking? Did we really think that it would ever end? Was it simply that we were addicted and could not escape the compulsion? As I look back on it I can’t really say what the hell it was. My mind was obsessed with the next one and it simply crowded out the thought that a real life was actually taking place with or without me. And believe me I missed a helluva lot. I was a terrible partner, lousy son and an absentee brother. I was just too self absorbed to be thinking that anyone that still loved me was watching helpless as I went down in flames.
Divine providence intervened and I was rescued from an early demise. Drinking and drugging kept me from the unlived life, the one I am living now.
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