Thought for the Day

So I’d punctuate the end of my day with just one glass

Trying to find that sweet spot of calm

But someone would always interrupt. And then I’d need another and another until the bottle was empty- Just one more I’d say as I ran out for a second bottle. But I never found that sweet spot, not until I finally accepted that what was in that bottle was sour for me

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I remember how it felt

I remember how I always felt overwhelmed and unappreciated

I felt like everything was a bit off and I couldn’t quite catch up

So I’d punctuate the end of my day with just one glass

Trying to find that sweet spot of calm

But someone would always interrupt

And then I’d need another and another until the bottle was empty

Just one more I’d say as I ran out for a second bottle

But I never found that sweet spot, not until I finally accepted that what was in that bottle was sour for me

And the day I put a cork in it was the day that I started to live in that sweet spot

That sweet spot turned out to be about knowing myself, setting my boundries, loving myself completely … giving myself a chance to simply be

But I had to get Un-pickled before I could start to sweeten up

Every sober sunrise is a gift

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