2016-02-28: Day 3

My first sober day was the anniversary of the day that a huge, cyanide-laced bomb exploded in the basement floor of one of the former NY Twin Towers. The purpose was to topple one Tower upon the other while both were full. You do the math.The only point relevant in this context is that, while World history from 1993 to the present would have been different in ways unimaginable had that attack achieved its goal, my personal history may have not changed. If that difference in World history didn't lead me to stay sober--I was sober at the time--then my personal history might have been no different--I would still be struggling to piece together sober days, if I had not died.I have begun this journal because I experienced that essential thing that's required for anyone to attempt sobriety: a bottom. I have not had a usable bottom since...well, I'm going to have to think about that to get an accurate date.Part of the reason I've come to this site is that I need to substitute some of the "people, places and things" on the internet.Good luck to me.