It's been five years since I walked out on my education.
It's been four years since I was standing on the courner of Chambers and Church.
It's almost been a year since I lost the love of my life.
It's almost been a month since I've thought about killing myself.
It's almost been three weeks since I discovered I had a drug problem.
It's almost been fourty eight hours since I was too drunk to stand.
It's almost been sixteen hours since the last time I fell in love.
It's almost been twelve hours since the last time I had my heart broken.
And it's been thirty seconds since the last time I thanked God I've made it this far.

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