But the weeks seem longer.
Without booze, time drags.
My self-imposed abstinence is going well this week, but..... drinking is so interwoven with the fabric of my life that it is hard to know what to do with myself when I give it up completely. I fancy that it is really bars that I enjoy, more than drinking per se; but it is hard to enjoy bars without drinking. And I am already missing bars, dammit! There is a danger that I will just stay home for the entire month watching DVDs. This may be good for my bank balance, but less so for my mental health, I fear.
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