3,100 miles.
That was the sum total of driving on the latest family road trip.
Holy. Shit.
I barely sit still for an entire movie so, yeah, epic feat for me to sit on my ass, in a car, all day, and... drive! 3ish years ago the mere thought of a few weeks on the road would've freaked me out. Big. I would have found, or made, some secret compartment in the car to stash as many cans as I thought necessary. Some of you know exaaaactly what I'm talking about! It was just sad and a total waste of energy y'know?
Pathetic.
Anyway... I gots no real nugget of wisdom to lay down here. Just a reminder to myself and an encouragement to anyone else... noob or vet... freedom is soooo much more than just "not chewing". It's a truly untethered life, man. It's not even the "I don't think about it anymore" stage because, dammit, I still do on occasion. Especially a 10 hr day on the road! Nah... freedom is that stage where even having the occasional crave doesn't matter because it has no more power over you. None. Fear and shame and all the other bullshit our addiction saddled us with goes away. We win. Guys/gals... if you own this... really own the decision to Quit... addiction will eventually be seen in the rearview mirror. It won't ever completely disappear but you'll be so damn far ahead of it, it won't matter. Do what we teach/preach/beseech... it works. Ask me how I know...
AJ... 1,183 days of freedom.