We’re talking like a whole liter of whiskey. Drunk enough to have visions. Drunk enough to have that weird kinda clarity. I’m embarrassed and ashamed. But at the same time I’m glad I did it. I thought maybe I’d die, and I was cool with that, but I didn’t. I guess I’m just a tough bastard like that. Sorry if my posts were kinda weird I was drunker than a French lord on bastille day. I really do love this community. There is a kindness here that I don’t find anywhere else. That’s the reason I feel safe admitting I’ve been drunk for like 30 hours. So I’m hydrating and taking b vitamins and also an allergy med cuz I know my body is gonna try to cough out this poison and I’ll choke on the phlegm. Not my first rodeo.
I’m sorta there with being able to get away with light tastes of much lighter rums but I still stay away from the stuff like I stay away from fermented spicy snow crab