Two Lost Hours

I’ve just started back to AA, as I mentioned in the previous post. The location is about a 30-minute walk away, once you factor in time for crossing a couple busy intersections. That means that between the meeting and the one-hour round trip, it’s a total of two hours I’ve lost out of the day. Back in 2014 when I was doing really well and attending AA often, I sometimes begrudged those lost hours.

Last weekend, the downward spiral that promted my return to AA cost me over three days out of my life. And now, on my third day of increasing clarity, it’s clear that I’m much better at what I do than I ever was when having a lot to drink the night before. I’m getting my brain back, and getting my life back. Two hours per day is not a high price to pay.