Dinner and Meeting

This was the perfect sober life: I had dinner at a French restaurant. I ordered seared sea bass with artichokes, rice and a nice orange French sauce on top. After finishing this nice dinner, I rode a city bus to go to a meeting. We rode six blocks and I got off of the bus. The meeting was 50 feet away and I was impressed. The meeting was about the 5th and 6th step and I shared how the results of my character defects were reasons why I drank. I talked with a few people afterwards and missed my bus. I called a friend in AA and talked with him while I walked back to the hotel. There were lots of bars with people laughing, but I knew I could be one of them. I saw the Presidio and within a few blocks I was back at my hotel sober.