"tomorrows" the irony is lost on "normies", no doubt. well, there isn't one, for those people. just up the street from here is a "cold beer and wine" store that always has a "poverty pack of the week" advertised in large letters.
Yeah, nothing beats knowing the alcohol drink itself is just what it is -
yes; sitting there with it gave me yet one more angle on what "i'm a drunk" meant: i had a relationship, a private intimate enmeshed all-pervasive torturous relationship with something that is....nothing in itself. the stuff is nothing, innocuous, without me.