<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Step 2 on Walking in Sober Boots</title><link>https://soberboots.org/tags/step-2/</link><description>Recent content in Step 2 on Walking in Sober Boots</description><image><title>Walking in Sober Boots</title><url>https://soberboots.org/soberboots/assets/uploads/2023/07/img_1290.jpg</url><link>https://soberboots.org/soberboots/assets/uploads/2023/07/img_1290.jpg</link></image><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en</language><lastBuildDate>Wed, 07 Feb 2018 14:20:56 -0500</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://soberboots.org/tags/step-2/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>On Vertigo and God</title><link>https://soberboots.org/2018/02/07/on-vertigo-and-god/</link><pubDate>Wed, 07 Feb 2018 14:20:56 -0500</pubDate><guid>https://soberboots.org/2018/02/07/on-vertigo-and-god/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Friday,6:58 AM&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I woke with a start. The alarm had been snoozed twice, maybe three times, and I had fallen back to sleep. It was one of those times when you wake up and you aren’t sure if you’ve missed your alarm or not. I flipped over quickly.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>