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Strangely, I know it won't end well... and that's not a bad point. I'm not even sure it will end well if I follow the rules... that never worked for me.
Usually it gets me worse off than I was before. Just like now. And there's no guarantee, and I don't even know where I'm headed--I can't see it. I don't comprehend it.
I come from a cold, cold place, and it's starting to look a lot better than here.
Drinking will make it worse--maybe worse enough that I can leave it all behind like a bad trip four years long.
Instead I'm just going forward on this... floating really. Might as well be drunk for as much control I have over anything major. The little things don't mean nothing in the long run.
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