PO Box 1980

I still have my Third Edition of the Big Book, from when I got sober in 1987. Events of the past year keep reminding me that I have only a daily reprieve. I've run the range of emotional responses, so it was no surprise that recently my committee held an "all-nighter." I could not stop the chatter. My bedroom clock is digital, and finally, I decided to see if morning would ever arrive. I hit the button to see the big numbers: 4:49. The committee became quiet and I went to sleep.