FB Exile: Day 2.....I suppose this should get easier eventually, like getting off sugar.

I had a dream about an old friend last night and in the dream we ran into each other somewhere in Atlanta and the reunion was kind of sad and shallow.   FB may be a way of trying to hold on to these old mostly dead relations and prevents the cultivation of actual in the flesh relationships.  idk

Good work day, productive,  trying to get paperwork done more timely.  Sometimes I feel guilty helping addicts when I am already thinking about drinking a beer when I get home.