I crave feeling good
I crave feeling forgetful of who I am. I want to obliterate the thinking mind. The one that talks to me incessantly about this or that
I crave feeling full. full of love full of joy full of inspiration
I crave stillness and quiet and peacefulness
I crave feeling enlightened
I crave being wild at heart
I crave depth
I crave connection
I crave feeling at one with
I crave being outside. in the woods by the ocean on a mountain
I crave knowing god.
Those are the things I crave; not alcohol.
The illusion of alcohol has me believe it will deliver on some of those cravings.
But I can find all of those things without it- it’s actually so much more possible now, sober, to fulfill those cravings.
Now it’s all real. All the time.