I went into AA on June 28, 1980, which means that, as of today, I have lived one day at a time without a drink exactly 13,000 times.
My goal in sobriety remains slow, steady progress. Had I only walked the length of one football field each day for 13,000 days, I would have arrived 739 miles from where I started. Not an earth-shaking distance but certainly far, far from where I was when I first crawled into AA.
I’ll (not) drink to that.
Everyone must believe in something.
I believe I’ll have another drink.