I've been sick for the better part of three weeks now, and I'm beginning to feel like I may just be mortal after all. It all started with flu symptoms, digressed into severe stomach problems, and now the sickness has morphed into a cough, overstaying it's welcome on the magnitude of Jar Jar Binks' presence in the Star Wars saga. Yesterday was the first day I truly started to feel better after three weeks of aches, pains, chills, and coughs.
Yesterday also marked the two week mark of my sobriety (A small part of my cure for the before mentioned stomach problem). Despite the small amount of Vodka I consumed last night (I consider the consumption as more of an experiment of digestive fortitude than a relaxing drink), I have not had a single drop of alcohol since before being diagnosed with acid reflux. No spicy food, no alcohol, no peppermint, no fatty food, one cup of coffee a day, no chocolate (make Aaron something something). Yup, pretty much everything I eat day to day will now make my stomach feel like it's bleeding to death from the inside out; so now I eat like a true white person. So after considering the severe changes to my diet I have, in most part maintained a very positive attitude about life. My body really isn't all that pissed at me for taking all it's cookies away from it, I think mainly because the sobriety feels like I've just broken through the surface of an immense body of water and I am can now catch my breath. I can now breath.
In other news, I am now a full time wheel builder. The process of building the vehicle that propels the masses has helped me to fully understand that most people know nothing about wheels, and that even after three weeks of nothing but truing, I still feel like I know nothing about the art. Before I became a wheel builder, I spent the most of my summer running around a warehouse filling orders and packing boxes. Not very difficult work, but extremely difficult for someone who doesn't know how to shut ones' brain off. I'm out of the warehouse and into production where I now sit and I build the things that make people smile that smile that can only be attained by riding a bike. This makes me smile.
Despite the enormous learning curve I do feel like I have just now started to figure out my own process, and have so take it upon myself to build this beauty for a little beauty.
So guys, that is small piece of the pumpkin pie that I call my life. Take from it what you will, sometimes you just need to reach the surface and gasp for air to realize that you have it pretty good compared to where you have been.
Keep on the up and up, I'll see you on the road.
