Sometimes, I’d overshoot my mark and pass out about eleven or so. But, if I set my alarm for one and drank for a couple more hours, I wouldn’t wake up at five craving booze. Whenever I started drinking again at five, there was no way on earth I was making it to work.
If made sure I passed out around three nice and loaded, I could get enough in to keep me knocked out till morning, when I’d only have time for an eye-opener or two before running off to whatever shitty job I wasn’t yet fired from that week.
Wow…so powerful!
This is good. I almost want to say I.ll drink to that….
That is one grim world. Well done.