Last night I had vivid dreams of encounters wih women. I find it disconcerting that the dreams are so detailed and the women that my mind makes up are so realistic. In one case I got play from a mother, daughter, and sister. I woke up and felt like a cheesy manther.

I had a lot of epiphanies and inspired thoughts after prayer this morning but I can't remember what the are now. But by mid-morning I realized that my vivacity of thought had returned and I was grateful.

Today at the noon meeting we read the appendix about the spiritual experience. I was disappointed that I left out an important concept in the end of my share. That being that I found the meaning of "vital" to be "living" not just "critical" or necessary. This was what enabled me to stay sober.

I had a great day in which I felt back to normal.

Thanks be to God.