Getting angry can sometimes be like leaping into a wonderfully responsive sports car, gunning the motor, taking off at high speed and then discovering the brakes are out of order.~Maggie Scarf
Today I am grateful...
- for a weekend of leisure
- that I would seriously rather be happy than be right
- for one of the most important tools I have, another alcoholic to talk to
- for Murray State Univ where I burned the doors to the closet
- for my HS art teacher, Jan Floyd, who constantly said to me ‘Go your own way, do your own thing’
- for the cord that lets me come back to the body after dreaming
- that it's pretty much ALL GOOD!
[T]he man with the grown-up brain and the childish emotions - vanity, self-interest, false pride, jealousy, longing for social approval, to name a few - becomes a prime candidate for alcohol. To my way of thinking, that is a definition of alcoholism; a state of being in which the emotions have failed to grow to the stature of the intellect. ~Experience, Strength & Hope, pg. 411