My bad
I drank on vacation,but not to excess.
A few bloody Marys at the airports, a screwdriver on a plane..
Not to excess,just . being on vacation?
I didn’t really feel guilty about it, because it never went off the rails..
The problem is ….
The problem is ….
How well it works.
And how easy it is to slip into medicine mode…
That’s the problem.
A few on vacation isn’t anything..for me…
I also did my fauxpium, slightly Increased dosage, but I wasn’t sad.
Wasn’t sad because I wasn’t alone.
And I was with someone who thinks I have value.
And I wasn’t isolated.
And it was really nice to take a break from this misery, it was.
And play guitar and laugh.
(like a reminder 🎗️)
Yes.
I’ve been on the other side for quite a while now ..
So..
I don’t fault myself on the few drinks.
One flight was scary and the plane was old as Methuselah, And it was making some racket near the landing gear..
I was still in awe of the act of flying, I’d never get tired of it..
But it was the right time and place for a few drinks, In moderation..
So whatever
dawn 