Bucket

“Terry needs a bucket,” I said to Ms. Rella. 

“What’s the bucket for?” she asked.

“A guy I knew in AA kept a bucket by his bed long after he got sober.  This is a little weird, but at night he’d put his hand over the side of bed, over the bucket.  He’d imagine all the day’s negativity was running out of his head, down his arm, and into the bucket.  Said he knew it was a strange ritual, but it helped him sleep.  When he woke up, he’d look at the bucket and ask himself if he really wanted to pour that anger and frustration back into his head.  The morning part of his ritual reminded him that every day was a chance to start over.  That day might have its own anger and frustration, but he wouldn’t be adding it to the negativity from the day before, or carrying it into the day after.”

“Bucket,” Ms. Rella said.

“Bucket,” I agreed.

Bucket

Life on Life’s Terms II © 2015 by Ken Montrose

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