My Alcohol

Most of us need a little comfort to help us get through the day. A salve for the scrapes and cuts from all the things you run into trying to get by. Some people take pills; some people drink beer; some seek solace in Marx' "opiate of the masses." I'm not religious; I don't take drugs and I don't drink.


This is my alcohol. I know it's bad for me. I know if I could cut junk food out of my diet, I could have the six-pack abs I've always wanted. Heck, if I could stop eating cake, I could have a lot less indigestion.

But when the daily grind becomes suffering enough, it's hard to volunteer for more of it. So, yeah, it's bad for me, especially when my gym is closed for renovation. But today it felt pretty good.