the MIRACLE of the MUNDANE

Unaccustomed Comfort

I’m slowly growing accustomed to not checking my rearview mirror obsessively after passing a cop on the road. I don’t...

Fighting the Fiend

In my first week free of tobacco, I was reminded that I am a fiend. It’s a nasty word: fiend....

Van Gogh

One year ago today, I published my first post, called prayer. As the title suggests, it was an act of...

Change

It was one of those weekends. Those weekends with nothing to complain about except for an irritability, at once paralyzing...

Bottoms Up

I’d like to show you what a bottom in addiction should look like. A man comes to from a black out....

Resolute

I didn’t make any resolutions for the new year. I know myself too well for them. I know that if...

Presence

I used to have a fantasy where I had a sledge-hammer and a glass house to smash to the ground....

Freeze

Before dawn Saturday, a sheet of freezing rain covered our driveway. I was up early because I’m a notorious non-listener....

That Place

Monday’s post “Isolation” set some records for this site. The comments and feedback extended the discussion. Most people, whether in...

Isolation

I don’t go to bars to get drunk anymore; I don’t call a dealer to get high, but there is...