Present
“Got a favorite memory?” Dr. Deb asked me.
“Lots of them,” I said. “Can’t tell you how grateful I am I
was there for them.”
Dr. Deb laughed. “If you weren’t there, they wouldn’t be
your memories.”
I smiled. “Good point, but I meant I was there more than
physically. I wasn’t chemically altered, my mind wasn’t obsessed with some
other addiction. I enjoyed being completely present every minute.”
“I’m glad you were there.”
Today I’ll be grateful for being fully present.
Summer with the Slug
Rats © 2020 by Ken Montrose
Summer with the Slug
Rats is a work of fiction. Any similarity between the characters and anyone
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