I don't do drugs. I don't drink. I even quit second-hand smoking a while back. But I do have a terrible vice. My name is Damien and I'm a disorganizedaholic. While I'm on the road to recovery, I've misplaced the map. It's somewhere in the backseat.
Being an artistic type, "messy" is kind of expected of me. Actually all those other vices listed above are also kind of expected, so give me some credit.
So I've been trying little by little to get better not only for my sake but for my children's. And my children's children, etc. Not that I'd misplace Teresa or the baby, I haven't yet, but that they'd inherit my sloppiness. I think it's not genetic, but I believe it to be contagious.
There's no nicoclean patch to help me get there. I must go cold turkey. The cold part is easy in Wisconsin. I'm half way there.