I have this dream of a bright future: sustained sobriety, daily exercise and healthy eating. I imagine how much clear-headed such a regimen could make me and how much improved my mood and anxiety levels would be. But the siren song of drinking and short-sided monetary spending are the reality I find myself mired in. When you don't get a lot of pleasure out of life, then it's hard to sustain a vision of a better tomorrow and the modifications in behavior necessary to effect change. I do what is expected of me. I hold down a job. I pay my own bills. But I do not thrive, and I steal enjoyment out of fragmentary moments and ill-advised choices.