Time Will Tell
I woke up late again. It really doesn't matter when I wake up. I have no obligations. No job. No structure. I feel I am just here going through motions. And motions are just repetition, and being who I am, I get used to that.
And I am thinking about all the wrongs I have done in my life. There are plenty. I suppose there is no recovering after that. I never stole from anyone, that would mean it was the addict in me that stole. I mean that's the lesson here. What did the addict inside of me do.. ? I stayed away from people I loved and cared about. I never wanted them to see me that way. That was the addict inside of me, pushing me and pushing to do more. And I did. Until my chest was about to burst, and my nose gushed blood. I did enough. And that scared the crap out of me. I can only try to make amends now. Maybe it will be enough. Maybe not. Time will tell.