Got to go to work in a few minutes. Felt some emotional disturbance this morning. Mind is restless, moving in circles. Feel unresolved from last night's discussion (or argument, perhaps) with my wife. She called me sneaky, which is true. Any addict is sneaky. This is in part what feeds the addiction. I'm also feeling really fucking good that I'm not acting on the urge to take me out of my mind chatter and discomfort this morning. I'm staying curious and trying to stay open. An unexamined life is not worth living. Hmm, I almost feel compelled to deleted the last sentence as it feels like a platitude. Fuck no. It's true. It's fucking true. Got to go.