So this meebo box you may see toward the bottom of the right side of this page o crack commonly referred to as the 23rd street chronicles… gives you, the reader, a completely anonymous way to rap with me, the author.
… if you so dig and all.
I dare you.
I’ll probably respond back, in real-time, with some sort of semi-lucid gibberish that passes for insanity… but I’m awesome. sometimes, anyway.
It’s all anonymous-like. And thus, the only fleeting connection (the word “anonymous” and it’s loose association with > general support groups by way of NA, AA, whatever else-A) that I will ever have with the concept of recovery.
Or else, that’s the general consensus right now.
Bear in mind, I have no answers. But I’m awesome. And it’s free. And anonymous.
…wait, did I mention, it’s anonymous. 😛
Awaiting your thoughts with bated-heart. Catch you on the flip side!