An out of body experience
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An out of body experience
If ever they exist it occurred yesterday for me.
I came home from my meeting to find my partner went to the bar and bought cigarettes. That's not the point of this. But it is the setting.
I got home to an empty house. I paused for a few minutes. I considered it all.
Well... Maybe all. It was then it started.
I saw myself leave the house. My mind blank. Conviently.
The sun was warm. A lite breeze. I went down the steps and across the street.
I arrived to find a slurring man that did not meet expectations. I saw myself sit. Accept the conditions. And order a Voldka.
As I was drinking it, it was the oddest feeling. Like none before.
it was uncomfortable to actually do. A betrayal. A let down. A sadness.
Yet I ordered another.
I could almost see myself from outside myself. In no time I too was slurring. I had a lot and since I had been sober it hit hard. There was no inbetween.
I am fuzzy today. Not the man I want to be. But am still the man I know I am going to be.
If drinking has become uncomfortable. Scary. Sad. Lonely. And I do nothing about it at that moment. Then I can honestly say I am powerless.
Ken has never been that before.
I came home from my meeting to find my partner went to the bar and bought cigarettes. That's not the point of this. But it is the setting.
I got home to an empty house. I paused for a few minutes. I considered it all.
Well... Maybe all. It was then it started.
I saw myself leave the house. My mind blank. Conviently.
The sun was warm. A lite breeze. I went down the steps and across the street.
I arrived to find a slurring man that did not meet expectations. I saw myself sit. Accept the conditions. And order a Voldka.
As I was drinking it, it was the oddest feeling. Like none before.
it was uncomfortable to actually do. A betrayal. A let down. A sadness.
Yet I ordered another.
I could almost see myself from outside myself. In no time I too was slurring. I had a lot and since I had been sober it hit hard. There was no inbetween.
I am fuzzy today. Not the man I want to be. But am still the man I know I am going to be.
If drinking has become uncomfortable. Scary. Sad. Lonely. And I do nothing about it at that moment. Then I can honestly say I am powerless.
Ken has never been that before.
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