Indestructible πŸ˜‰

I'm going backwards through time at the speed of light
I'm yours, you're mine, two satellites
Not alone
No, we're not alone

A freeze-frame of your eye in the strobe light
Sweat dripping down from your brow, hold tight 
Don't let go
Don't you let me go

And I never was smart with love
I let the bad ones in and the good ones go
But I'm gonna love you like I've never been hurt before
I'm gonna love you like I'm indestructible
Your love is ultra magnetic and it's taking over
This is hardcore
And I'm indestructible

Hands up in the air like we don't care
We're shooting deep into space
And the lasers split the dark
Cut right through the dark

It's just us, we ignore the crowd dancing
Four to the floor
Beat's in my heart
Put your hand on my heart

And I never was smart with love
I let the bad ones in and the good ones go
But I'm gonna love you like I've never been hurt before
I'm gonna love you like I'm indestructible
Your love is ultra magnetic and it's taking over
This is hardcore
And I'm indestructible 

— Robyn, Indestructible

Posted at at February 24, 2017 on Friday, February 24, 2017 by |   | Filed under:

Experience

"Experience enables you to recognize a mistake as you go ahead and make it again." πŸ˜‰

Posted at at February 21, 2017 on Tuesday, February 21, 2017 by |   | Filed under:

Better thans: 0 / Less thans: 0

Occasionally I get a little help with my narrative or perspective.

Today someone shared about entering the rooms feeling "better than" and he talked about being harsh or malicious or judgmental instead of having compassion or empathy for newcomers.

He couldn't stay sober.

Something clicked: I went into the rooms feeling very much less than, and I had the great fortune of finding an AA group full of "better thans."

I didn't get along with quite a few of them and I didn't really have any compassion or empathy for them either. I basically fucking hated their guts.

And I couldn't stay sober either.

Well, most of them are gone now.

I guess whether you are a "better than" or a "less than," the waves will lap away at you until you're just "one of," and you will eventually have that removed from you one way or the other.

"A sponsor holds the light while you dig."

Well, my last two blew me off and I'm tired of playing that game. I am not sure I'd want to be privy to my secrets or my fourth step either in all fairness.

I just have to shrug it off: There's hundreds of people in the group that all think you're fabulous and either want you, want to be you, or want to be your friend. 

Being you looks pretty fabulous on Facebook and Instagram ... but I know what's really going on. 

I dunno if that makes people uncomfortable.

It shouldn't.

My car's been towed from Vegas to Wisconsin to Texas (lol) where it's getting its transmission rebuilt AND its roof motor replaced for less than most places wanted for the transmission job.

I mean, wow, that fucking car still gets around the United States without anyone at the wheel!

I'm really fucking sick and tired of driving.

But I'll do it one more time to go get my car.

Posted at at February 18, 2017 on Saturday, February 18, 2017 by |   | Filed under: ,