11.2.14 election night eve, a weird evening i used to go out with the babe and the friends since we’d be off the next day for election day. we go out do a lite eat & drink hop around the city or thee city. i’ve had a relationship to boozing one way or another for about 18 years now. i didn’t really drink as a kid and young adult. i didn’t start drinking until one hot summer night, after a day of skating by myself & waxing the schuyler ledge & reading the revelation records straight edge book. i read drew from bolds account of his battles with substances. one which he didn’t totally blame on the group think but somethings he said about himself and his personality type i could see and apply to myself. that night my brother, who was 19 & i sat on a corner sometime around 11-12pm on a friday or saturday night and we drank a pair of 40’s and we probably went and found somewhere to skate a curb. i decided that i didn’t want to end up being someone who couldn’t live in moderation when & if he ever experimented with substances. i’ve clearly lived a life that been excessive. notably too much eats & too much drink. since june i’ve been drinking less and less. enjoying the adventure of booze and food in general less and less emotionally and physically really . it’s a weird place to be with your chosen vices but one i am not mad about to be honest mostly just confused by it. definitely going to try and give true moderation a go, really set some limits for myself in my 41st year on this rock and not just drink my life away wethers it’s in misery or in celebration. well here is to whatever new adventures and trials tribulations experiences or anything out there waiting for me to give it a whirl in a couple weeks. #drinkdrankdrunk #moderndrunkard #manhattanup #moderation #paynomorethanwithallyourdignityever (at Third & Vine) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bows2jYBXe-/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=493l1erx6c50
