PO Box 1980

I spend a lot of time on the road and frequently I am haunted by the Hungry, Angry, Lonely, and Tired syndrome. When this happens I call the nearest local central office and find out where a meeting is. Then I get my directories, go to my meeting, whine about all of my petty little problems, have a cup of coffee with my new friends, and wander on my way to the next town, all the while taking this for granted.