I have been fighting alcoholism hard and still haven't beaten it. Not asking for sympathy because I don't think I deserve much. Well, maybe I am. I know I am a good guy with lots of good things going for me, including two daughters who are way better than I deserve. I go to AA almost every day. I want to quit. Yet here I still am. It's mystifying.

Good night. At least I have enough sense left to go to bed sometimes.