Day 35 morning

It is day 35, 5 weeks.  It is my weekend.  Hooray!  
"Consider how the sky is unharmed by the clouds that pass through it, whether they are light and fluffy-looking or dark and formidable.  A mountain is not moved by the winds blowing over it, whether gentle or fierce.  The ocean is not destroyed by the waves moving over its surface, whether high or low.  In just that way, no matter what we experience, some aspect of ourselves remains unchanged."  -Sharon Salzberg
I am committed to making a life change.  I do not drink.  I am the tree, not the leaves.  I am the mountain.  It is day 35 and I am solid.