Hope in a Bottle

　　 Somehow it seems that every generation is a “Lost Generation” when I think about it. Not just F. Scott Fitzgerald and the rest of that generation. On a personal level, my generation’s feelings of being lost resulted in finding hope in drugs and a bottle (at least the kids I hung out with). But, Boy, for an alcoholic like me, there was no putting the genii back in the bottle.
(Sotto): Get ready, Vatchi, here it comes. He’s cast out the fishing line. He’s trying to reel us in, slowly, slowly. Come on, Jim (he’s almost got us now). Slowly…. Vatchi, have you got your hip boots on?

from All Drinking Aside (Rough Draft, Day 11)