What a difference a month makes

Ah yes, clarity. I think the first moments of clarity are like a first hit after it's been a while. I've been clean for a month! I feel fucking fabulous. Call it a pink cloud or brain washing or whatever you care to call it. I call it another day that I am not harming myself and putting myself in another bad situation. Another day that I am not chasing the ever-fleeting high that I will never be able to catch again. I can almost feel the ramshackled ruins of my soul building solid foundations again. God, if I could only enjoy sobriety like this every day, I would never feel the need to get high again.