Alcoholism Sucks: The Slow Descent
So it’s 3:20 a.m. and I’m pounding my seventh beer. I feel slightly better about life but not quite okay with it. It’s a struggle to drink enough to feel okay with life but not drink too much to lose your mind to the drunken haze. And with every drunken day that passes that line…
Drunken Writing Sucks
Drunk and uninspired, while having a myriad of ideas to write about.
“There’s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo, and it’s worth fighting for!”
Tales of being drunk and sending letters to strangers.