What on earth have I been talking about all this time? I’m tempted just to delete this whole mess of ranting madness and start over. Trying to rewrite the steps for people who don’t want to be sober? That’s really fresh Scotty, you stupid ass. I get it. I’m just starting to get it. I’m just another selfish writer, trying to get something off my chest. It’s like one big therapy session. I just vent. Blah blah blah. I’ll try and do better. I think I’m just writing because my muse keeps ignoring me. I’m sorry for writing so much negative stuff over the years. I’m a frustrated guy. I’m just trying to come to terms with this reality, and it’s driving me crazy. I may be well over the edge, and many of you may already know it. I hope I can hold it together long enough to figure things out. I feel like I may be getting there. Insanity lurks at every corner in this room of self-realization. This is a dangerous game. I hope somebody reads this drivel. I love you.

The Goose.