Three o’clock. The jam date is set: Sunday from two to four o’clock. I’m taking Ridesource because it’s so much cheaper than Oregon Taxi. It’ll be seven dollars round trip. Now, what about church Sunday? I don’t want to leave Aesop alone for all those hours. I should let them know in advance I have other plans. I can hear Pastor saying, “Actions speak louder than words.” I guess I didn’t really want to go to church Sunday. I skipped it last Sunday. But you know, it might be time to move on. If that’s all, then it’s a healthy thing. Could I be getting bored with church? This happens with me over time. I remember how Dave stopped attending AA meetings when his sobriety was stable. He simply got on with his life. Life happens to people. Why should I be an exception? I have enough intelligence to be able to trust myself. I’m older now than when Mom died. Think of the millions of words I’ve written in my lifetime! And all through the process I was trying to solve a problem. Not a great truth riddle but just my personal life. Who am I and where do I want to go? Figure out the basics and then where I fit in, sort of like playing an instrument in the band. This Sunday should be a good time!