09-05-06| 2:09 pm

more august:

Popsicle in hand, I sat on the ground and watched the summer sky. Clear night, clear mind. It's been so long that I'd forgotten how to appreciate all of this instead of just getting high and then wishing I was able to appreciate it. The first few days were hard. So hard! All I wanted was a cigarette, all I wanted was a substance to help me forget. But I am strong. I ran and I waited and slowly it all became easier. Breathing, thinking, all returning to me. I went bike riding by the river. I am remembering who I am. I am getting everything done. I am pushing myself to get everything done.
I have drive again.