Precisely a year ago, at this very hour, I was arrested. At that moment, sitting in the drunk tank, I kept alternating between “I’ve ruined my entire life” and “this is most likely a bad dream and I will wake up soon.”
The truth is, a year removed from the DUI arrest, I am somewhere in the middle. The DUI arrest was, unfortunately, not a dream. And its implications are all too real. But it is also has not been the end of the world.
A year removed, I am still deeply remorseful for my conduct, but thankfully, I am still around to ponder the consequences of drinking and driving. And there have been some unexpected benefits that have come out of this awful decision — I am approaching a year of sobriety.
Sleeping in your own bed sure beats attempting to kill hours in jail before arraignment.