I don’t know where I found this screenshot—somewhere drinking and Internettin’ in the last couple of years, no doubt—but all credit and glory to its creator. It’s apropos to what I’m doing, or, more to the point, sometimes not doing.
Apropos of nothing, as of today I’ve been tobacco and alcohol free for two weeks. My son told me when he got home from work tonight that I look like I’ve got five years of my life back, that I no longer look so pale and drawn. I figured I probably look flush for all the coughing. My lungs feel like they’re taking most sadistic vengeance upon me for their abuse I inflicted upon them last year, but I’ll savor the irony knowing I’ll never have to go through this again. And that I’m at least looking better.
Also, I’m dreaming again. I hadn’t realized I hadn’t been dreaming all this time until just recently when I started having those vivid, ultra-realistic dreams before waking up like I used to have when I was much younger. I attribute that to alcohol withdrawal. It’s not a bad side effect. I had honestly forgotten what it was like to awaken from a weird dream, rising into consciousness as if breaking the surface of deepest, darkest waters, gasping at reality. All this time I’ve been missing out.
Nothing to do but finish this hot anti-flu powder mix drink and we’ll try this again in the morning. Here’s hoping for a suitably compelling dream to inspire me.
Apropos of nothing, as of today I’ve been tobacco and alcohol free for two weeks. My son told me when he got home from work tonight that I look like I’ve got five years of my life back, that I no longer look so pale and drawn. I figured I probably look flush for all the coughing. My lungs feel like they’re taking most sadistic vengeance upon me for their abuse I inflicted upon them last year, but I’ll savor the irony knowing I’ll never have to go through this again. And that I’m at least looking better.
Also, I’m dreaming again. I hadn’t realized I hadn’t been dreaming all this time until just recently when I started having those vivid, ultra-realistic dreams before waking up like I used to have when I was much younger. I attribute that to alcohol withdrawal. It’s not a bad side effect. I had honestly forgotten what it was like to awaken from a weird dream, rising into consciousness as if breaking the surface of deepest, darkest waters, gasping at reality. All this time I’ve been missing out.
Nothing to do but finish this hot anti-flu powder mix drink and we’ll try this again in the morning. Here’s hoping for a suitably compelling dream to inspire me.
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