In the Blink of a Bloodshot Eye

| This is the 485th story of Our Life Logs | Addiction isn’t picky. Trust me. You can come from family dinners and a good education and still fall into dependence. I sure as hell did. I was born in 1962 in Coshocton, Ohio. By the time I was about 10, we moved down to Cincinnati where I had a happy life, two loving parents with good … Continue reading In the Blink of a Bloodshot Eye

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