I’m Gonna Let The Bad Times Roll…
Sorry. It’s the name of a song.
A good, solid two months without drinking.
I don’t know how much the medication is working anymore, if at all. I guess it just makes it easier to cope with, just, everything. Even things that aren’t that difficult for most people to deal with. Except that pang I get when I think about all the people I’ve hurt and let down. That, nothing but time will heal a bit, I suspect.
Still on my bad food kick, though I AM planning another hell week before summer starts. Lots less lax on the workouts, though. Building some serious muscle. You probably don’t want to fight me right now! Physical fight, that is.
Anyway, I just heard that song in a movie. It made me think about the last year (or so) of my life. If the world ends in 40 mins. then at least I can share where I’m at before it all goes away…
Here’s a video of the song… for your enjoyment (in the next 40 mins. at least)…
