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Ring... Ring... "Come on, pick up." Ring... Please leave a message after the beep for 867-5309. "Shit. Answering machine." Beep! "Um, Hey. I hope you don't mind me calling this number and I don't have your cell. It's kind of an emergency. Not like somebody was shot kind of emergency but I just haven't heard from you in a few days and I was getting a bit restless. Damn, now I feel like I'm being selfish. I'm trying to be patient but It's not as easy as I thought it would be. Lately I've been feeling kind of shitty and I have no idea why. It was going so well the past few months; feeling good, taking it one day at a time and all that crap. I was feeling pretty hopeful and believe me, that's saying a lot. I'm trying to do what I'm supposed to do. I'm trying my best to be diligent. Everyone says, "just keep your side of the street clean and everything else will take care of itself." Honestly, if I hear someo...

For my family... The bathroom in my bedroom has a window right behind the toilet. This morning I was peeing and staring out into the yard. I spotted a bumble bee crawling across the roof. Spring. The seasons can signify many things. I suppose it depends on who you are. For most, I would imagine they bring hope, change or inspiration. Perhaps all three. But not me. I don't think I've ever needed the Spring as much as I do now. The sun is like an awakening of sorts. Its bright light can change everything in an instant. There's something about the warmth, the light, the smell of green. So I've heard. I've needed a change for quite some time. So long, that it's hard for me to explain. It might be easier for me to speak in metaphors. I'm not quite ready to talk about all of this. But I need to let it go. Suppose for the past 30 years you had been walking in the cold, gray, Winter. What if you'd watched countless seasons come and go but the Spring had always e...