Overcast grey day. I slept late and went to the 12:30 mass at St. Joseph’s. This was my first time there and my feelings were mixed. The congregation seems affluent, liberal, intellectual. Protestant. The organ music was good and I enjoyed the sermon. I received communion under both species and fretted whether that might constitute a threat to my sobriety. I imagined for a moment that the wine would course through my veins like liquid fire, destroying all my willpower and that I would lurch to the nearest bar and get drunk. I didn’t. Although, God knows I’ve wanted to enough during the last 24 hours.
June 14th, 1981
June 14th, 1981
June 14th, 1981
Overcast grey day. I slept late and went to the 12:30 mass at St. Joseph’s. This was my first time there and my feelings were mixed. The congregation seems affluent, liberal, intellectual. Protestant. The organ music was good and I enjoyed the sermon. I received communion under both species and fretted whether that might constitute a threat to my sobriety. I imagined for a moment that the wine would course through my veins like liquid fire, destroying all my willpower and that I would lurch to the nearest bar and get drunk. I didn’t. Although, God knows I’ve wanted to enough during the last 24 hours.