WE CAN all start afresh! However far we have ascended, there is something higher; and however far we have fallen, it is always possible to make a fresh start.
Eph 4:20
Category: Migrations
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and so i begin
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always midnight
http://youtube.com/v/BkF7VtpWKYs
Are you blind?
Can’t you see me standing here
waiting in line?
For you.
Are you mine?
Not just when you wanna be
all of the time?
Are you?
Are you blind?
Don’t you see me standing here
Won’t you tell me what it is
I’m waiting to find..?Rod’s sound choice by Pat Monahan resonates so strongly with my emotional state… there’s nothing for it but to post the video and hope it’s enough.
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celebrating 1 year of sobriety!
it’s amazing! waking up this morning, i could hardly believe that today’s my first birthday as a recovering alcoholic. what a trip!!so much has happened,
- reconnected to God
- relocated to Taiwan to teach
- got a job
- got an apartment
- got a scooter
- met the most incredible person (in the romantic sense)
- settled most of my debts
- reconnected with those i lost along the way
- quit smoking
- forgave and was forgiven
- found peace
since i decided to break out of Baker Street:
[youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kjYVyndrQuU&hl=en&fs=1&w=425&h=344]
Winding your way down on Baker Street
Light in your head and dead on your feet
Well another crazy day, you’ll drink the night away
And forget about everything.This city desert makes you feel so cold
It’s got so many people but it’s got no soul
And it’s taken you so long to find out you were wrong
When you thought it held everything.You used to think that it was so easy,
You used to say that it was so easy
But you’re tryin’, you’re tryin’ now.
Another year and then you’d be happy
Just one more year and then you’d be happy
But you’re cryin’, you’re cryin’ now.Way down the street there’s a light in his place
He opens the door, he’s got that look on his face
And he asks you where you’ve been, you tell him who you’ve seen
And you talk about anything.He’s got this dream about buyin’ some land
He’s gonna give up the booze and the one night stands
And then he’ll settle down, in some quiet little town
And forget about everything.But you know he’ll always keep movin’
You know he’s never gonna stop movin’
Cause he’s rollin’, he’s the rollin’ stone.
And when you wake up it’s a new morning
The sun is shining, it’s a new morning
But you’re going, you’re going home. -
remembering the day before Change
today was nothing at all like the one 365 days ago – still, i will most likely remember that day again in 365 days time. you see, 29 Dec ’07 was the day before the Day.
i had just returned from my trip to the UK and many of my friends were in the region for the holidays – as were several of my cousins. i’d orchestrated an impromptu beach-braai (bbq) near my house for that afternoon – seeing as how everybody had other plans for New Year’s Eve. the turn-out was quite astounding! (i had a pretty solid reputation for throwing the best parties…)
i started drinking in the early afternoon – which was not a strange thing for anybody to do, really. we were having so much fun, catching up and reminiscing, joking and making plans, making a huge fire and meeting new friends (everybody brought somebody, of course). the party was light-hearted and cheerful. summer evenings can be endless…
[youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t8WUV45DdU8&hl=en&fs=1&w=432&h=250]
