A Successful Shopping Trip
I went out to Picnic Basket this morning and bought two pounds of ground round, a loaf of sourdough bread, and a bottle of Folger's instant coffee. I did not even look at the beer cooler, or even notice the bottles of spirits proudly displayed in their cases leading up to the checkout aisle. The butchers joked with me, and young Hailie even asked how I was doing this morning.
I just downed a cup of milk thistle seed tea, to try and do some repair work on my liver. I also have a cup of cold coffee I am sipping on. Dad is still asleep, and I am listening to the radio for a change this morning, even though they play the same songs all the time.
I have no reason to consider drinking today. I might go out later to the library and to put fuel in the car, but I also might mow the lawn, or do some of my own laundry that has piled up. I really have to be careful, however. I had a dream this morning that I got pulled over by the cops, but they waved me on. It was the guy in front of me who had just passed me in a no passing zone they were after. It was a dream, so, inconsequential.
I feel good today. It seems like something has changed in my reality. I didn't have any creepy people following me this morning, like usually happens. I also didn't feel the need to drink beer. Hopefully, this is a feeling that will last, and hopefully, the gang stalkers had a change of heart and realized the errors of their ways. Oh well, who gives a damn what motivates other people?
7:52 AM, 7/8/2025
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