The urges are quite strong on day 4...
but reality is different from what tend to think... we've been drinking for so long and so used to this "comfort" of being buzzed, that it seems impossible to enjoy anything else.
I've made some changes to the way you described your trip to the bar. I used to feel just like that, but now I can also see where I was dishonest with myself:
Cozy, warm, (hmm.. would it be as cozy and warm if I were sober?) welcoming (drunk) people making me (temporarily) feel better (actually feel less of anything) after my fight with SO, a pat on the back for working late and a tall cold one (five?). Getting a good buzz on (getting drunk) chatting with friends (drinking buddies) and strangers (other drunks) and who knows where the night could be going. (DUI? ... a fight, twisted ankle, a random bruise, throwing up, getting sick, feeling like crap the day after, guilt, regret, starting over again).