And last but not least
Yesterday, after I got home from work, I took a nap. I know I was dreaming but I'm not sure about what. The doorbell rang once, then twice and I woke up and jumped out of bed and put on my pants and opened the door and there was Tim. Tim is one of "those guys" that I used to trick with back when I was drinking and doing drugs. I just now realized that it was over 2 years ago and yet they keep coming back! Was I that good in bed or is it more about how easy it was to get me to buy more drugs and let my stuff be stolen? I don't know how I did it! How could I spend almost every penny I had and still make it till the next paycheck? Anyway, Tim has a great body and he seems to be a pretty nice guy, for a hustler. He said, "Hi Larry. How are you?" I said, "Fine." He said, "Can I come in for a drink of water?" And then standing on my doorstep, I looked at him, then back in my apartment at my computer, TV etc. and then told him, "No, I can't let you in. I'm sorry." Then he went away. I WON'T GO BACK TO THE WAY I WAS!!! I put too damn much work into getting sober to give it all away for some guy who doesn't care about anybody or anything except getting high. It's hard for me to believe that after two years those guys are still out there doing the same old thing. Thankfully, I'm not.