I can not remember a day since changing my ways that I did not get down at least a little thanks to those 'demons'.
Some days they kept me in bed as their prisoner.
Those days passed too.
Going back to my old ways is only a temporary solution that will lead to death, insanity or prison (or some combination of these three).
So, when I am up early enough to enjoy a morning coffee with the sunrise, I am grateful.
Other days are much better.
Trying new things with new people in new places with an infinite amount of serenity.
Knowing regardless of what comes my way this too shall pass.