“Oh, look!” Beth exclaimed. “Someone forgot his adorable little toy bike!” Beth was our Yoga instructor and I disliked her a great deal. From her rancid breath to the fact that she had no sense of personal boundaries, I found nearly everything about her offensive. We’d walked to the park that morning rather than doingContinue reading “Little Yellow Mountain Bike”
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It’s 4:00 a.m. Ugh.
Well, at six months of sobriety, sleep can still be elusive. So, I surf, play my word game, and now I’m blogging while the rest of the country slumbers peacefully. Here’s a picture of my sober Saturday. A friend and I walked up Skinner Butte in Eugene. Yes, I wear a lot of skirts inContinue reading “It’s 4:00 a.m. Ugh.”
