Well, the day wasn't as bad as I thought it seemed to be going. Actually, it was alright. Tim and I got talking earlier and he wanted to go do some shoping. He wanted me to go because of his leg. At first I thought, "No way." The snowstorm was going on, but then I thought, "What the hell." The air might do good. It did. actually I liked being out and walking. The coolness felt good on me. It wasn't cold really, but kinda nice. Tim and I talked today about things. I told him that I wasn't feeling too hot, and about thinking of my Mom. I knew he really didn't understand, but still it seemed alright. We talked some other things. Mostly to do with addiction. He said he's thought about what I said when he told me about wanting to, "Treat" himself. He said I was right and it made him think. That was good. Later on we had the chicken for dinner. That was really good. He bought fresh brocolli, and we had roasted potatoes. Jimmy got some chicken too, which he really liked. After I walked all the way up King to the meeting at the church. It was a good walk, and I enjoyed seeing the winter things along King St. It felt good at the meeting too. I seen some people i like, and some I don't, but I don't care. I don't want that death of alcoholism or drugs. If this is what it takes, alright. I'm done fighting. I don't think I can live through another bout. Thank you God, for one more day. Do with me what you want, please. Thanks.