I’m one hell of a good procrastinator; I always have been. I remember first thinking that there was something very wrong with my drinking at some point in my mid twenties. Each and every nausea-filled morning commute I made silent vows that I wouldn’t drink today. Every evening I would end up back in the bar getting hammered with my hard-drinking colleagues. If I drank enough I could forget there was a problem and it drowned out that tiny, quiet voice deep within that begged me to do something different.
Almost twenty years later I finally broke out of the ‘I’ll deal with it later’ cycle and I’m currently almost six months sober. I do wish I’d done this years ago but hey, better late than never. So, why not have a sober day today? It doesn’t matter whether it’s one in a long string of sober days or another day one. Even if it’s the very first sober day in your adult life, each sober day is a victory.
Have a lovely weekend 🙂 x
Why not today?
You are going to quit, just not today
What’s the rush? you think
Maybe tomorrow? I hear you say
Wolfie gives me a big sly wink
Or maybe next week? There’s an idea
One last weekend to riot
It’s a busy month, my friends are all here
Maybe next month? Then I’ll be quiet
You don’t think it’s wise to hurry and push
Life is for living you know
There’s always next year, what’s the big rush?
You’re still only young, time will go slow
Without your permission the years jump ahead
Plans fall apart, dreams fade and die
Yeah, I’ll quit soon, you repeatedly said
Why not today? You glower and sigh
Maybe next decade? That will be time
to slow down and settle myself
Yes, later you say. And then I’ll be fine
I still have my money, my mind and my health
Later creeps in, as quick as a flash
Breaking your body and dimming your sight
The life in your veins a dwindling stash
You’re starting to fear that long dark night
You can’t quit now! You need your best friend
The one that’s two-faced and sold you all lies
Who’s going to comfort me, right till the end?
The one that hid truth and stifled the cries
of your heart in the dark, it’s magic unfound
Your true life unlived, your time has run out
Too many laters, much skirting around
the issue at hand. Too much fear and doubt
I’m leaving you now, the false friend decides
so many will follow you here
My next victim waits for their fantasy ride
Hoping to take away all pain and fear
So long, no hard feelings, it was just a con
but maybe it’s still not too late?
For your heart to flourish and sing its song
For your eyes to open and soul to wake
So scream and shout, grieve and cry
then cast it out, don’t allow it to take
and more of your life, it’s time to fly
So, why not today? It’s worth a try