The moon comes up and the sun goes down. We find a little spot on the edge of town. Twist off, sip a little, pass it around. Dance in the dust, turn the radio up. And that fireball whiskey whispers Temptation in my ear. Florida Georgia Line
" Maybe not today, or tomorrow, or even in a year, but eventually things will turn up. You will get better and be able to look back and say with relief: "I made it" "- e. This is why you must hold on to recovery. It takes time, but recovery is possible.