Well, another day, another milestone.

6 years ago today I woke up in a jail in VA. I was unsure of the hour, the day or even the month. Alcohol had nearly killed me with a BAC of .37 at arrest.

I had nothing but an orange jumper and the overwhelming need to vomit.

Today I will leave work early, bike 3 miles and then meet up with the others from my weekly recovery group to down some Cokes and some Jesus.

I still walk with a gait. I still have occasional balance issues. I dance like a drunken sailor. But, I am sober, I am healthy and I look forward to waking up tomorrow.