I am sorry I even mentioned AA. This is not about AA since some have obtained sobriety, yes SOBRIETY without AA. This is about people who are happy to be sober.

Yes, Feck em.

Ok Conrad,
I got it.
I will just write poetry about it. Just because I choose not to be anonymous does not reveal those I know.

I never hide anything critical about myself. I am an open book. Maybe because deep down inside I don't care what any one else thinks. I have wasted so much time caring.

Hi Leigh, sexy kitten
I don't want to tie AA to it. It was just a group with members. I know there are people who have felt ashamed about having an addiction. I have been on other websites and it is as if having an addiction is like having an STD. Nobody wants to know that person. We know better than anyone, we are not perfect, and we also know THEY are not perfect either.

Of course. I just used AA as an example. Scratch AA. Just a simple sobriety walk.
I guess I am a little excited about being anti-drink. So many people get excited about getting drunk. I thought I would add a different spin to the mix.

Hi Conrad,
I know what AA is, and I guess I'm not anonymous ha ha.
I really don't care who knows, and maybe there are others who feel the same.
There is no shame in wanting to get better or to encourage others to do so.

This Scorpio only clashes with Jerks, and dummasses

Although AA is supposed to be anonymous, why is there not a Sobriety Walk? There are cancer walks, Gay pride walks, domestic abuse walks, so why isn't there a sobriety walk for public awareness of the problem? There is a MADD organization. Why is there no walk celebrating sobriety or recovery? I think it is odd that a recovering abuser cannot have the opportunity to overcome addiction and join together for a walk that would bring awareness to the numbers effected by drugs and alcohol.

Recovery is a lifestyle change and society is linked to our lifestyle. Why not expose the white elephant in the room?

Just wondering.

I wouldn't have melted vanilla ice cream to use as a milk substitute in a recipe.

Oh Conrad...

Bitter,
So far, painfully honest hasn't hurt enough. You should hang out with my ex if you really want to learn how to hurt a woman.

You are amazingly gifted

It is a good thing you cannot touch an email with your bare hands...
I think you will be receiving many.

I don't know where this will go
Beginning fast and ending slow
As an old crow I'll fly straight to you
Through darkened skies or ones of blue

Look and you will find me
Find me and you will see
My eyes do shine of lust and greed
My body's field to plough and seed

The blood does pump within these veins
A heart of love but yet it strains
I fold my wings in bitter rain
This old crow caws and caws again

And swoops across the swaying wheat
To where the field and ocean meet
I alight upon his outstretched arm
Reeling from his pleasant charm

The silent wind has touched my face
Where gentle kisses he did place
My chest burns hot from deep within
My heart cries out to only him

His smile turns day to bluest night
And moonbeams glow as stars shine bright
He yearns for his woman far away
Though in his heart she will always stay

I rest my weary head to sleep
From sky through fields to oceans deep
And dream of when our lips will meet
Our bodies meld, our love complete

What comes to lovers on the fly?
What tie can bind a roving eye?
If love is blind, why do we look?
And by the cover judge the book?

I like the direction we have taken

Dear Bittermecca
You have made me laugh today! It is very difficult to make an old whore laugh!

I have not been as slutty as usual and needed a pick me up.

I don't know where this will go
Beginning fast and ending slow
As an old crow I'll fly straight to you
Through darkened skies or ones of blue

Look and you will find me
Find me and you will see
My eyes do shine of lust and greed
My body's field to plough and seed

The blood does pump within these veins
A heart of love but yet it strains
I fold my wings in bitter rain
This old crow caws and caws again

And swoops across the swaying wheat
To where the field and ocean meet
I alight upon his outstretched arm
Reeling from his pleasant charm

The silent wind has touched my face
Where gentle kisses he did place
My chest burns hot from deep within
My heart cries out to only him

His smile turns day to bluest night
And moonbeams glow as stars shine bright
He yearns for his woman far away
Though in his heart she will always stay

I rest my weary head to sleep
From sky through fields to oceans deep
And dream of when our lips will meet
Our bodies meld, our love complete

What comes to lovers on the fly?
What tie can bind a roving eye?
If love is blind, why do we look?

I love this.

I don't know where this will go
Beginning fast and ending slow
As an old crow I'll fly straight to you
Through darkened skies or ones of blue

Look and you will find me
Find me and you will see
My eyes do shine of lust and greed
My body's field to plough and seed

The blood does pump within these veins
A heart of love but yet it strains
I fold my wings in bitter rain
This old crow caws and caws again

And swoops across the swaying wheat
To where the field and ocean meet
I alight upon his outstretched arm
Reeling from his pleasant charm

The silent wind has touched my face
Where gentle kisses he did place
My chest burns hot from deep within
My heart cries out to only him

His smile turns day to bluest night
And moonbeams glow as stars shine bright
He yearns for his woman far away
Though in his heart she will always stay

I rest my weary head to sleep
From sky through fields to oceans deep
And dream of when our lips will meet
Our bodies meld, our love complete

What comes to lovers on the fly?

The tree has fallen but
The house is still standing
And the glass is still
Empty
Better than half full

One storm comes
It shakes us up
We clean up, maybe
Waite for the text one or
Start over

Go to the store for
A gallon of milk
Stop and get the mail
The glass remains empty
Better than half full

Like tattered flags
We wave
We wave hello
We wave good-bye
My glass remains empty
Better than half full