..awake on April 25th
....April 25, 2008
It was ten years ago today that I last consumed alcohol. In some ways, though, alcohol still consumes me. Okay, maybe it doesn't consume me, but it certainly defines me. It's like being Japanese.
I did the first nine months standing on my head. Then again, the doctor who delivered me found a cocktail onion lodged in my umbilical cord. My parents were like Rat Packers and I get the feeling I sucked down some gestational Gibsons.
The word "addict" comes from the Latin addictus, a debtor who was indentured to work off what he owed. Nobody has ever told me whom I owe or how I came to be in debt. But I must have gotten way behind on my payments because the interest ate me alive.
Through hard work and sacrifice, I've saved enough to lie down and die. But like a schoolboy on a Sunday night, I'm forcing myself to stay awake.
Copyright © 2008 by the beastmaster