Carryin’ On

 

Well good morning, dear readers, I started my morning off with a little reflection aided by YouTube, then immediately proceeded to my First Things First AA meeting, where we read about AA history. I love those readings, as I’m a history buff (following in Dad’s footsteps). There was some discussion by the male attendees about their experience bringing AA to the prisons, and I was curious why sponsor Shawn didn’t share, as he visited a prison earlier this week. But regardless, it was a good meeting, and I’m feeling ready to discuss a little bit of my Fourth Step with Shawn this morning at Starbucks. For some strange reason, I want to be discussing this Fourth Step in a public place on High Street. I feel comfortable there, not like when I attempted a Fourth Step before, with that woman, I cannot remember her name now, except she used to live on Jenkins Street, in the south end.

I wanted to share with you that, with the exception of a very kind female dog walker I met, the women I have seen walking around here and tried to communicate with are very, very strange and chilly, not warm and welcoming at all. It’s a damn shame, and further telling me that I need to stick with the men I meet, who have been friendly and warm, smiling, kind, pleasant and yes, some funny and memorable. I don’t know what’s up with these women, who pissed in their cornflakes, maybe they need to get laid, maybe they got misled by MeToo or cancel culture, maybe they are just lost and looking for some signpost telling them where to go. I feel sorry for them, actually, it sucks to be in such a bad mood all the time, maybe if all the males in this country didn’t feel so alienated they might have an ally to help them trudge the happy road of destiny with a partner. Who knows, maybe I shouldn’t care so much about the sour look on these ladies’ faces, but it bothers me. Such is my life.

Anyways, sourpusses aside, I feel pretty good right now, not mad at Lily for howling me awake at 4:30 a.m., hell, she’s grieving just as hard as me and Michael. It’s another Gray Lady Day in Columbus, my plate today isn’t too full, just meeting Shawn then going to Kroger for provisions for the weekend. Michael says he doesn’t want pork products anymore, but I’m craving them, so not sure how to navigate our brunches. Probably make oatmeal, or something else healthy, a fruit salad maybe with buttermilk pancakes? It’s hard getting a balanced diet, but I try my best. Everybody’s apparently wanting you to cut back salt, or maybe if you’re an alkie you need it, who knows, maybe we let people be fat and happy, pass the cake.

That’s all for today, happy trails to you, and all of that. Try to have a good day, smile at strangers (if you can put down your phones), I promise, you’ll feel better for it. Later folks.