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Don’t Make Perfect the Enemy of Good
I’m holding my breath instinctually, somehow thinking it would help me remain steady. My eye is only an inch from glass. I’m trying my best to keep my aim true. I make my move, and at the last moment my skills fail me, and I miss my mark. It was only millimeters off but that was enough to change a part of my daily life for years.
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You Don’t Have to be a Pickle
In the course of becoming sober, a speaker gave me a great analogy for alcoholism. A cucumber becomes a pickle. Once it becomes a pickle, it can never become a cucumber again. Once you become an alcoholic, you can never go back to casual drinking. I am a pickle. For me, one is too many and any is never enough
hrvatsko-američka korporacija – Anno & Everything Us
