I have a pain in my ring. I suppose it could be construed as frustration. I am out of sorts and I can’t really put my finger on it. Well, that’s a bit of a porkie pie, I am angry at a few things. In the past at this stage I would be in the [...]
When I was in College some twelve years ago, I stumbled along the following twelve questions, which are posted on the Alcoholics Anonymous website. Now, at the time I was in full drinking and party mode. I would drink pretty much every night of the week, as well as smoking plenty of hash and popping [...]
In Spain they have a saying which goes along the lines of this – “Do not mind how your past has been, because the dance you have danced is yours and no one can take that from you.” It sounds a lot sexier and more meaningful in the native tongue, especially if it is spoken [...]
My status is constantly changing. In my world of abstinence I am in consistent flux, vacillating between die hard progressive thought and a dull and mindless torpor. In essence I am pretty happy with the way I am without drinking. But there is always a little nagging “what if” lurking away in the background. On [...]
I am an Irish poet living in Australia for now - I love jam on cheese, sand in my undies, smelling the sweat of my loins, hearing the sound two birds mating. I am a paradoxical oxymoron, a cunning linguist, an obvious feicer, a stab in the dark. I have drunk myself dry and run myself ragged. I am as catchy as a fist in the groin. I am here to fill you with my thoughts and stories. I have recently, after a long wild enjoyable rollercoaster, given up drinking. If you ever have the inclination to do the same then read more or contact me. If all else fails, you better try something different. I am the Sober Paddy
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