The benefits of a little beverage are under rated, making all the mental rhetoric subside, and allowing me to feel whatever I want. The
silent swaddling of the Catholic upbringing and strict work ethic has
very long roots, only reachable, apparently, by the second martini. Sometime during that second drink the roots
loosen their grip. It’s not that I need
alcohol to do or be or act any differently, but it sure helps me think differently. It's quite liberating, and it's cheaper and more available than therapy.
All Type A personalities may benefit from a little nip to break free from the endless rules, restrictions, and head conversations we put upon ourselves. There’s no one making me do, think, or say anything at this point in my life. However, that’s the beauty and the price of upbringings. We’ve all got ‘em.
Bottoms up.
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If merely 'feeling good'
could decide, drunkenness would be the supremely valid human experience
~William James
~William James