120 days

Four months of sobriety! That is what I am celebrating today. I picked up my four-month chip at yesterday's meeting because the one I go to on Sundays doesn't give them out. Neither does the nooner I go to during the week.

I got up at 6:30 am this morning, even though it is Sunday, because I was having another strange dream. In it, I had a job at an electronics factory where I worked with Amy Winehouse (the troubled singer). Weird already. I was trying to get into a relationship with her; even weirder, since I don't find her attractive at all. When I woke up briefly I decided to get up and make some coffee so I wouldn't fall back into that particular dream.

She probably ended up in my dream because I watched one of her videos online last night. I liked the music despite being prepared to hate it. At first I liked her voice, then found it forced, and finally decided to file it under "guilty pleasures". While I don't see myself buying any of her music anytime soon, I will listen to it online and seek out other videos.