It has been months since I posted. Life grabbed me by neck and spun me around again. 

Now boom its already almost the end of 2020.  Thank god for that, enough of 2020.

Perfect vision - right?

Most folks feel time moves slow, drop by drop. When you are drinking those drops fall into an ocean of yesterdays with tomorrows promise of will I stop - then its months/years that go by - all with purpose, all with faith and hope... of when.  

We say enough, we play the game "just get me through today". And for some reason, there you are again, in line at the store with that bottle in your hand.  

What the F#*k. 

Another drop falls out of your soul - how many are left ... 

maybe tomorrow -  yea tomorrow ...