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February 17 • What's Next?

Day 223

Uncertainty is the seed of crappy thoughts. It is also the tilled soil of patience and promise of possibilities. Like so much of recovery, at least my recovery, this is an enigma without sufficient explanation. I can, of course, turn such issues over to my Higher Power. Sometimes that's all I can do.

I do not have a lot of insight into this, other than choosing to be neither afraid of uncertainty nor allowing myself to let the unknown be an excuse to anticipate failure.




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