Addiction Update

Last night was a reprieve to my troubles, in a way. The previous night may have been my rock bottom. Tosser was here last night, he called at five bells to ask if he could stay which is well because I was planning a repeat of the previous evening. That entailed getting home between five and six bells, marching straight up to my bedroom, getting the book, laying down and reading. For six hours! No food, no toilet, just reading. I still had several hundred pages remaining after that session. Tosser and I went for dinner and came back and watched some television then the film Goon, which I am trying to get more and more people to watch, it's my generation's Slap Shot. That might make Stiffler our Paul Newman, that doesn't seem right. Anyways, we did that and around half way across nine bells we both retired for the day. He wanted to get an early start to his deliveries and I wanted to feed the beast. I should not have started. Part of me thought I should get to sleep early and rebuild some of the lost sleep reserves. I've been letting them dwindle as I fight the battle against the book. The book won out. I read for more than two hours before dropping from exhaustion before midnight with just a thin number of pages left. I almost picked it up this morning. I think I'll be able to reach the summit today after work, then I'll need some time to process what I'm sure is an amazing ending. I am thinking it will be pretty bittersweet so I'll need to prepare and steel myself for that eventuality. For now I'm just getting ready to ride into the sunshine and get some work done before the rains come. Let's hope my forced intervention is enough to get me back on track with my other concerns.