I’ve not been posting as regularly as I initially did, and I think it’s mainly because I don’t have as much to say now. Things have settled down a bit. Life is a bit easier. I’ve been experiencing fleeting moments of intense joy and excitement that hit me out of nowhere, about mundane everyday things that I never really appreciated before. I’m not thinking about (not) drinking quite as much. Quite being a very vital word to that sentence, but it’s progress.
My life feels calmer now, and I feel more at peace. One one hand it’s great. On the other hand it is – dare I say it – a little, well, boring. I know, I know, boring is better than out of control and filled with anxiety. But I think boring can also be dangerous. I think it could pose a threat to my sobriety
I reckon that what they say is true. There is no such thing as boredom, just boring people. So I’ve decided that I am gonna embrace life more, and try new things and take more risks. I just have to figure out what they are.