Daily Reprieve

It doesn’t interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool
for love
for your dream
for the adventure of being alive.

I have taken this risk for all three.  And I would do it again.  Not impulsively, but if I was sure that it was a risk worth the taking, I would force myself forward.  But all my risks have been somewhat sullied by a persistent fear of living life in the open.  I am not consistently courageous.  I hope this is something that the program will work into me.

I had a strange desire to fight tonight.  There was something called “fight night” at the Iron Horse Cafe’ that really intrigued me.  I set in the parking lot for a short time.  This was not wisdom.  This is one of those times when Think, Think, Think (or pause, pause, pause, if you prefer) came into play. 

I went home and got dressed for the gym instead.  I worked out and felt somewhat better.  Now I am going to go to bed and talk to my sponsor about this episode tomorrow.  Good night.

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