I remember a man saying at a meeting that every time he drank he broke out in spots: spots like Chicago or Hawaii. He said that once he picked up a drink he never knew where the drink would take him.
I remember once after a period of sobriety picking up a drink and then coming to and becoming aware that I was moving. I had thought at first I was in bed. Then I realized I was in a car and the sun was rising. The last thing I could recall was being at home and it was evening. It turned out I was about a hundred miles from home, missing about twelve hours of time, with a friend I hadn't seen for a while and didn't know how I had gotten where I was.
"As we go through the day we pause, when agitated or doubtful, and ask for the right thought or action. We constantly remind ourselves we are no longer running the show, humbly saying to ourselves many times each day 'Thy will be done.'"