We admit that we are powerless… Hmmm. I think that is true. Powerless. Against myself? My mind? Tonight I can honestly say I am an empty shell.  For days now I come home and sit, or sleep, or divert my attention in some useless or self-nullifying way. I can’t stop just sitting and watching life go by. Feeling my belly bulge. I do not follow-through with commitments to myself or others, I merely wait for them to add to my guilt and pour a bit more salt… I’ve used this line in something I wrote for George (oy… I need to get back to writing!): I am at a loss.