Peace

 I'm struggling to find my peace again.  All I feel is an inner turmoil, one that seeks to find balance while afloat in a rowboat poised delicately stop stormy seas. 

I read this helpful bit about stoicism, and I remember this gem from today's sermon: there are temptations and distractions all around you.  Find what you need, and don't become overly-invested emotionally.  What really roils is our perception and judgement of any scenario.  We can't control everything, but we can control how we react to whatever trigger is out there.

I'm drying out.  Boozin and snoozin set me on a course for steady losing.  The first day of quitting is always the worst.  Grumpiness abound.  Maybe I enjoy the pain of quitting.  Who knows.

Done with the sauce for August.

Wish me luck.