It's a total lie. I want to drink.
When my mind got bored with this whole mess about my mother it went to other darker places.. because that's what happens when you surf the wave of negativity.
So I was up all night thinking about that man I used to talk about all the time... I have 111 days and I am obsessing over a situation that I can't change and I swear the next time I see the serenity prayer I will choke someone.
I don't have time to drink, I work til 10:30 tonight and then I have to go straight to bed, I won't be able to sleep, and then I have to get up at 7 and I kind of want to get out the door before anyone else in the house wakes up because I just know that even though someone left me a ridiculous note about using their coffee cup I am going to get another nasty iteration of the same thing on my way out of the house tomorrow ITS JUST A GOD FORSAKEN CUP YOU SHREW