A couple days back to the routine of work, sobriety, and proper diet have certainly helped my mood. And... clarity of thought. My motivation and pseudo-hope for the future are finding their sea legs again.

I'm reminded of the old Vince Russo analogy, that thought needs filters, and that unadulterated ideas eventually lead to everything looking like a great idea, when there's nothing around to contrast it against.

Sure, getting away to work for some detox and time to think of course makes it easier to make the mountain look like a molehill. But at least I've developed a strategy rather than running in circles and screaming for instant answers.

And of course, putting strategy into practicum is another thing entirely.

I hate the word-phrase "stick-to-it-ive-ness", but I shall attempt to try it.