Summer 23'

I know Christmas is around the corner, but I already miss summer. Late summer & early fall in Michigan is the absolute shit. Warm, sunny, dry; flowers and plants still in bloom, but the leaves are turning colors and starting to fall. These are some photos I took one day late last August while walking through a local park. I felt very at peace that day, contemplative, ok with everything & myself. While taking my time, just randomly walking some small bridges in the park & over an adjacent pond, I remember thinking how content I felt and wished I felt this way all the time. (I think this is subconsciously my goal- to make more days in my life as conscience and alive as this day was.) Plus, the only thing I was drinking at the time was a vanilla malt I bought at a nearby Dairy Queen along the way.    

Ghosts

In 2 more days it will be 2 months since my last drink. Days are much kinder to me then the nights. I feel like I'm doing pretty good but the evenings into the nights are when my ghosts come around and start to flirt with my mind. I start to taste that ice cold beer, the beer that has been my lover for years. Now she's gone.

Well, hello third Mountain Dew and ice cream pint... What? You can't sleep?