Today has been so very painfully average. I guess that is a good thing. I mean, I didn’t wake up in a fog, I didn’t wake up angry, I didn’t wake up trying to remember if I went to bed at a decent hour. I actually got sleep last night and I’ve felt pretty good all day. But this in itself is really the miracle. I did not have the obsession to drink today. I didn’t spend the whole day on the couch drunk trying to forget how much I didn’t want to be on the couch drunk. I have to learn to appreciate those days, because that is truly how most of life is I think. Not every day is going to be amazing or terrible. Most days are going to be just regular days.