Yesterday one of the AWOLers returned to treatment. Seems he went for a long walk. I joked with him that he went for a “walkabout” like an Aboriginal youth. I am too hopeful sometimes believing that everyone gets as many chances as it takes. Recovery is hard always. I have never heard the tale of an easy path to sobriety, ever. So my heart is happy for this one young man, returning again, facing in the right direction for just this moment.