I wanted to go to the FTC art show, say hi to a couple people from the park, and dip out—but figured the free beer would be a trigger. Instead, I stayed home, learned a bit of Dutch, ordered some suits, and caught a bit of the Chinese New Year’s Parade with a neighbor. I’m stoked on starting Day 1 of sobriety (which means just weed and sex), even though I’ve relapsed too many times to remember.