Thirty-one years and one day ago I made an illegal left turn at 3:00 a.m. and hit a county sheriff. I was about $35,000 in debt. My divorce was a month from being final, and I'd just been kicked out of my Ph.D. program. I was living in an apartment with no furniture, just me and a blind cat.
Every year about this time I remind myself where I was. It keeps me grateful, humble, and sober.
One day at a time.
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