"When I was young, we used to go bowling on occasional weekends. Five-pin, but in the pre-bumper days so the results were often abysmal. It’s disheartening when you’ve nothing but zeros and twos filling your row on the score sheet."
building a fence
Tag: recovery
there’s a hole in my bucket
"there's a hold in my particular bucket that can't be filled with mud or straw, though that would be a handy solution..."
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we are tethered by connections
"I am, like everyone else, tethered to this world through connections, made or in the blood. I have a place, I have a spot in the lives of the people in my circle and while I’m grateful and love my clan dearly, I must confess that at times, I deeply resent their existence."
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we forget – a blessing and a curse
"I was sitting outside, listening to the interminable November rainfall and smash onto the rocks below the deck, when I thought that maybe I was a fraud." <a href=""> Read More...
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an end to throwing up, at least
"If you don’t have an eating disorder that requires you to throw up the foods you eat, either regular meals that end badly or binges, you may not understand the thrill that comes from being able to abstain from doing so for protracted periods..."
