I got up and saw that my friend had left for work so I decided I would have breakfast and I have called every preplanning in the
pick up. I had cereal and something to drink. New roman came in a time and I took my belongings and rode on the Uber. I have plenty
of trying for the screenshot of the train that left on time. I was very tired so most of time I just spaced out and I
see look at the scenery. I did however troll Facebook and found 
something very interesting. I went on Facebook and then this person had a
blog and I took a look at it and it was some enlightening. It was written about eight
or nine years ago. . I arrived to 30th St. around 1:09 PM which is a technically nine minutes late but that was OK. And then came home and relax
for a little bit. That was off for work 
for an hour or so and I gave him some vegan chocolate chip Diana gave me. I had told her pets vegan that seem to appreciate that might
help him stay awake during
his late night hours at work. And then decided to go downtown to a meeting that started at 5:30 PM. I
first stopped by in Center City and then I went to 1315 Spruce 
where the meeting is. It was a good one it had 9 people in it. After the meeting
I talk to him one dude who has 26 years of sobriety and it was good talking to him.
He sounds like a sponsor candidate to me. He asked me about
my Facebook pictures I told him I have a new page so I guided them to that. I came
home made pasta and chow down on that pretty good. I might’ve chowed down 
to good. Later on I had her very intense conversation. Overall it was just a day
but not like any other day a day that will set up the rest of the 
month and probably the rest of August. Stay tune boys and girls you’ll
see what I mean. Actually there’s maybe one person who looks at this blog at all. 
That’s OK by me. The song I remember from church: “LIFT thyne
eyes, OH lift Thyne eyes to the mountains whence cometh whence cometh help.” The funny 
part was the putting the word “help” at the end the song I guess he’s looking
for the lords help or something like that. There’s some songs that you never forget
no matter how long ago you’re saying them.
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