A sparse parking lot. A steeple that rises to the heavens. I watch a lonely soul head to the basement AA meeting. I think of the judgment and sob stories. I turn back. Maybe next week will be the week I quit. I know a shop on the way home.
Thanks to 
A sparse parking lot. A steeple that rises to the heavens. I watch a lonely soul head to the basement AA meeting. I think of the judgment and sob stories. I turn back. Maybe next week will be the week I quit. I know a shop on the way home.
Thanks to