Sobriety isn’t about perfection — it’s about making the U-turn when you realize you’ve gone off course. Recovery, like the wasteland, is full of hazards and second chances if you know where to look.
Nala Goes to Wendover
A short trip to Wendover turned into a lesson in patience, service-dog etiquette, and why “no, you can’t pet her” isn’t up for debate.
It’s a favorite time of year here in the wasteland: Halloween.
It’s Halloween in the wasteland, and mischief is back on the menu. Between Fallout events, mental health reflections, and a quick trip to the Nevada border, I’m reminded that sometimes the safest bet isn’t on a slot machine — it’s on showing up for yourself.
Fading Out
Aging and recovery have stripped away my illusions about friendship, loyalty, and judgment. Maybe that’s what getting older really means — realizing who walks beside you, and who was only ever there for the show.