And as I look back on the events of two months, I can clearly see that I had been circling around, half-afraid of encountering the remedy for my situation, half-wanting it, deferring fulfillment of my promise to get in touch with the doctor I had heard about. ~ Alcoholics Anonymous, Kindle Locations 2902-2904

I see the solution,
know it’s the solution,
know I need it.
But it’s like a hypodermic.
The remedy has no appeal —
give me an easier, softer way.
But there is none. I’ve looked.
I want it, I really do —
but enough to really surrender?
Is it really the only solution?
Okay. I know. Maybe…