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How does one embrace sober living?

Asked by: Ala Non

Answered by: Samiya Bashir

Ala Non, Armpit, CA, United States

 I’ve recently surpassed a year’s sobriety, and while I’m happy and proud of the accomplishment I’ve been stuck here with a slightly overwhelming and foreboding sense of dread. When does the boredom end? How does one fully embrace the plainness of sober living? And how do I find a purpose or direction to lead my life? Thanks


SB

Dear Ala Non,

While considering your question, I came across this deeply exciting statement: “Boredom is the most reliable catalyst for innovation.” — W. David Marx

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So, first of all: hey.
Congrats. For real.

Try not to let fear
steer you toward the ditch.

In fact, embrace. Boredom
might just be your path through

chaos’ aftermath.
That restlessness?

Boredom’s residue.
Find purpose through

small motions:
how morning light

strikes a teacup. how the beat
of a pulse keeps time. 

Boredom doesn’t end,
it shifts. First: flat line. 

Then: horizon.
What a gift!

Walk toward it
as color begins to rise. 

Watch what
blooms.

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Oh, Dear Ala Non,

Keep going. Keep going. Keep going.

Just in case, I share two poems that just might bring light. The first, by dear dear Ross Gay. The second, my own, a reminder. No – a labyrinth. A map.

Thank You

by Ross Gay

If you find yourself half naked 
and barefoot in the frosty grass, hearing, 
again, the earth’s great, sonorous moan that says 
you are the air of the now and gone, that says 
all you love will turn to dust, 
and will meet you there, do not 
raise your fist. Do not raise
your small voice against it. And do not 
take cover. Instead, curl your toes 
into the grass, watch the cloud 
ascending from your lips. Walk 
through the garden’s dormant splendor.
Say only, thank you.
Thank you.

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Just in case
by Samiya Bashir

dance. rip sleeves from shirts. quick!
make up any excuse. strip down. don’t
sit. get to the liquor store. go to the beach.

shhhh. laugh. somebody put on prince.
stroke hips. set to shake. sizzle. cook one
another. strike skin to skin so humidity drips

liquid lead: floor to ear to inside.
ride that c flat. if tomorrow we die tonight
let’s fry some chicken. cut that watermelon up.


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