Should I change my sobriety date?
My friend Lora – we’ve never met – sends an email about a podcast which leads to my retrieval of “Lightning Striking – Ten Transformative Moments in Rock and Roll” by Lenny Kaye – which arrives at the public library just in time for my weekend of silence, and by noon Saturday I’m staring out the windows at Oregon trickster sunlight, me bowing to a hummingbird fluttering over the 16th Ave Buddha’s head, me dancing in some math and anti-math woozy trance about how long I can “make it” without work before starvation, flying through Cleveland, Memphis, Philadelphia, and Detroit among others, and in love with The Talking Heads for the 10,000th time – “Road to Nowhere.”
Should I change my sobriety date?
from a mountain bench 
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