Tuesday, I wanted wine. For the first time in a about a month, I reeeeeally wanted wine. Did I have wine on Tuesday?
I didn’t mean to.
I was living a completely unintentional life. Existing day to day. Constantly doing things I didn't mean to do, and holding tight to the substance that caused me to do them.
Why?
May 24th 2017, Once again I drank too much wine at dinner. I was never the "No, thank you. I've had PLENTY" when the server asked if I would like another glass of wine. I woke up May 25th feeling like death warmed up and looking like one of those orange construction cones that was … Continue reading Why?