A prefatory note: This post is not about my sobriety, though it was written in sobriety. I've been sober for almost eight years now, and I don't have brand-new things to say about it as often as I used to. And yet, it informs every bit of who I am and the decisions I make.…
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Day 2,600: An Asterisk by my Name
Elijah Muhammad with Malcolm X. No, it's not random. Patience! Read the post! (Also: isn't Malcolm so handsome?) At some point in this pandemic I lost the ability to carry anything lightly. It's never come easily, has always required effort; yes, I've worked hard at lightness. But now there's no fighting it. Seriousness has descended…