This freezing rain is like a wall. You cannot go outside. Since I've practically lived my life on the streets of the wretchedcity, it is kinda hard to hold myself indoors. But the scare of pneumonia, is strong. Whenever I get some time, I take the LightRail, go off to Newark Penn, Then a couple of stops off to Bleeker Street. Bleeker Street is fun. An alcoholics dream, a vegans nightmare. The lebanese shops are a blessing. Especially when you're all alone. I walk by the deli stores, the bars and the curio shops and stop at the Barnes and Noble bookstore. Books, my only beautiful friend. My sense of possession overwhelms when I'm at Barnes and Noble. I know for a fact, I can get the book I want, read it, possess it, keep it in a shelf and it will never leave me. Never.

Sobriety is blissful. I have never been so content with myself. Never before. Having a routine is rewarding. And my reward, is a good nights sleep.

Cooking, is also, a very effective stressbuster. Sometimes, when I get really really bored, which is, most of the time, I cook. haha. Never thought i'd see myself in this position. But such is life.