When will is strongest,
Fate rises to the challenge,
Gives reasons to drink.
I really am full of good intentions at the moment, trying to accomplish a lot of good things - get healthy, get fit, get back in marathon training... give up booze, or at any rate beer.
But Life is crapping all over me. I have just had a fortnight-from-hell, and it shows no sign of letting up. Drowning the sorrows is starting to seem irresistible, inevitable, compulsory.