When I first got sober, I tended bar for one solid year. It was a year, anyway. And apparently, not too solid, or I would not have relapsed.
Some people can get sober and tend bar and stay sober. Obviously, I couldn’t. And now, I wouldn’t even want to: The thrill is gone.
Partly being sober. Partly growing older. Maybe growing up? Hopefully, growing up.
“Forty Year Old Virgin”? Try this: Sixty Year Old Teenager.
(Vatchi): He lives in a liquid/solid dream world, skating on thin ice. "A solid year sober." Not a very funny pun.
I don't know if his self-esteem has returned yet, but it seems his 'steam' has. See? I can be punny, too, Sotto.
from All Drinking Aside (Rough Draft, Day 63)
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