Its very wet and quite cold. I did the AA Rally in Sawtell and I did stay the night at the motel and I did have the spa bath. Very daring indeed and very sober of me.
I would like to be there now – hanging in close with sober people but I tired and the night became darker.
I met people I haven’t seen for a long time. Found out more about Suzzi and Michael’s deaths.
I met people I haven’t met before. Plenty of Gold Coast people and plenty of Armidale people.
I heard Queensland talk again and dreams ignited of boats and the North. Norsie was in the next unit at the Motor Inn and we talked late.
I drove at night and in this flooding rain.
And I was amongst recovery which meant sanity talking and sober reactions.
My vision widens a little and Hope flickers once more. Now I am home. Too isolated. Too much alone for spiritual health as an addict.
And the rain falls and falls. One million tears won’t change this, Lynne.
The meetings change the way I see it.