Dear Diary

I finished my last AA meeting last week, we did this, uh—this weird—I guess you can call it a somewhat of a physical exercise? You see, we all had to pick this—this—Animal for ourselves, to sort of ‘act out’. Being a fan of bunnies, I naturally picked that.

But, I’ve always had trouble acting you know? I guess it’s because I just don’t think I’m worth looking at? Or something like that anyway—And no matter what I do, I’ll never be able to completely fill my ego—with meaning, so why bother at all?

I—we, well most of us except Bastian who was drunk, did the exercise. I didn’t pay much attention to the others—so therefore I’ll leave them out, after all, I am writing because I need some sort of—self confirmation? I began the exercise which was to act out the physical traits of the animal we had picked. So, what else is there to do except continuously jumping and humping—Naturally I didn’t do the humping. So in this crazy sort of a AA meeting—Mind you, I’m not going to the re-union or any more AA meetings after this. We all acted out, in a wide open circle, with Bastian in the middle as motivation.
It was a great night for many of us.

Even though when I think about it, I blush, I still think it was my best AA meeting ever. It was a joyous moment. And I think that that was exactly what I needed—Many of us needed.

/Max