Day 139 The Road So Far

I didn't think it was possible, but the "im"possible has become reality.

After one hundred thirty-eight days, I lapsed.  I fell off the wagon so to speak. A habit that I believed was pretty set in stone was in fact more like set in marshmallow.  Something that melts when it gets wet, something that melts when it gets some heat.

I failed. I melted. I stopped.