Stop Drinking

I quit four years ago. Before I could bring myself to throw out my booze I would stomp around and yell at it like it was the fault of the liquid for being so yummy. For several years I had dreams in which I was enjoying a beer or a whiskey of some kind, then realized with horror that I was not supposed to be drinking and had ruined all my progress by being thoughtless, but then I would wake up and feel such a huge amount of relief sometimes I had to make sure it wasn't a real shameful memory of some kind. Yesterday I broke an egg in my coat pocket while bringing it in from the coop and I joked to my wife that my coat was now just a couple ingredients short of a whiskey sour. Then I could not stop imagining the flavor of a whiskey sour with the feel of alcohol and feeling completely nauseated for a good ten minutes after.

Spent twenty years sucking it down but I broke free. Now I don't care about the price of booze or my supply of it, I don't get annoyed when I'm the only one with a beer at a party. No more over-doing it and being useless all afternoon. No more $25 stadium beers! No more bottles of 'apple juice'. Vodka in a water bottle to enjoy the fair. All in the bin, all long gone. I wouldn't even be thinking about it now if I hadn't broken the egg and made that joke.