Yawn

All I wanted to do today was yawn. Last night was the biggest night of OO yet, with more people squeezed into the room than I’ve ever seen there, and we were up to Step 4: “Made a searching and fearless moral inventory of ourselves”, which is a hard step for most. The “resentment inventory” is a particularly powerful exercise and apparently resentment is one of the biggest causes of relapse amongst addicts – though one certainly doesn’t need to be an addict to wrestle with it. Then I went on a long ride home via the North Shore, because sometimes you just have to be there for the ride.

But it was the text message in the small hours of the morning that got me. There’ve been enough emergencies in recent times that after ignoring it for a few seconds I thought I’d better check what it was, so I had to get out of bed because my phone was charging and would you believe, it was spam from some foreign country! - telling me I had won $100,000 and all I had to do was SMS my email address to some other (foreign) number for the details. I hope this is not the beginning of something ...