Airport!!

Let's be completely honest, the Airport is the Kingdom of Alcohol. There's booze everywhere. Expensive booze in every restaurant and bar, free booze in the lounge, and if your flight is delayed you get a coupon for free booze. One of the reasons this is the way it is is (sorry, lots of "is" and "it" in that sentence!) everyone is bored to death. There's nothing to do while you wait on flights and half of them delay. I've fallen victim to the over-abundance of alcohol in Airports before-- last time so badly I missed my flight, rebooked, found a hotel in Chicago and wandered around in that hotel for at least two hours trying to find my room, all while (obviously) blacked out. So, it's no small wonder that all the people I love are very worried about me today. I had a bad (perhaps my worst) relapse a little more than a week ago, and today I'm going to the Kingdom of Alcohol. I can't blame everyone for being scared. For me, I feel a little guilty for being completely calm and confident about the whole thing. I wish I could make the fears of everyone else go away, but of course I can't and don't expect to. But I am honestly looking forward to getting through this without falling and building everyone's confidence back up, at least a little. Daniel