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I’m not a drunk. I never thought I was.
If you remember my last post on restaurant thoughts: THE RED WAGON (will be posted soon on this site—so how could you possibly remember—unless you’ve been to my other site—I’ll stop) —anyway, in the story, I spoke of my propensity for liquids, nary a day passed without a few sips to quench my unquenchable thirst. My thirst may not have been for the liquids but more for the insights of the people I was fortunate to cross paths with: people I was fortunate to learn from—everyone—almost.
I am happy to say: I think, since the end of October (2015), I’m dry on more days than I swim in intoxication.
Nice imagery.
Although, like everyone who’s ever hoisted a beverage, I have swum; however, I rarely do anymore—in fact: I’m slamming back a skimmed milk as I type.
“Welcome to Suika’s, table for—?” —spoken in a delightful mixture of Japanese infused broken-English.
Before we feast on the sultry flavours of the Far East, won’t you join me on a little (walk) talk?
Yes.
Isn’t sharing life what dining is all about?
Unless you are on the ferry—where starving has been known to occur in less than 2-hours—where gluttonizing (new word) yourself becomes necessary for survival.
Before I type on: Thank you(s), for taking the time to consume my words—my site is hitting 300 page views per day with 80 unique visitors, all thanks: to you. Maybe a little to me—I do try to provide entertaining digestible content.
If you remember my last post on restaurant thoughts: THE RED WAGON (will be posted soon on this site—so how could you possibly remember—unless you’ve been to my other site—I’ll stop) —anyway, in the story, I spoke of my propensity for liquids, nary a day passed without a few sips to quench my unquenchable thirst. My thirst may not have been for the liquids but more for the insights of the people I was fortunate to cross paths with: people I was fortunate to learn from—everyone—almost.
I am happy to say: I think, since the end of October (2015), I’m dry on more days than I swim in intoxication.
Nice imagery.
Although, like everyone who’s ever hoisted a beverage, I have swum; however, I rarely do anymore—in fact: I’m slamming back a skimmed milk as I type.
“Welcome to Suika’s, table for—?” —spoken in a delightful mixture of Japanese infused broken-English.
Before we feast on the sultry flavours of the Far East, won’t you join me on a little (walk) talk?
Yes.
Isn’t sharing life what dining is all about?
Unless you are on the ferry—where starving has been known to occur in less than 2-hours—where gluttonizing (new word) yourself becomes necessary for survival.
Before I type on: Thank you(s), for taking the time to consume my words—my site is hitting 300 page views per day with 80 unique visitors, all thanks: to you. Maybe a little to me—I do try to provide entertaining digestible content.
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Look way-way up (click back to Part 1): Hana, the cat, is still trying to make it down the hall.
Back to the literal bar: I’ve managed to cut out more than 36-days of sloshing in the past 2-months, 4-times less than the previous few years (2013-2014). A real accomplishment if I was worried about it. I think the real accomplishment is on the days I do imbibe—I tend to make up for the days I don’t, not the cocktail for optimum health—but a mixture leading to a treasure trove of material to write about.
Maybe you should worry.
Get out of here.
Let’s begin our talk.
Family season (the holidays are here). A time to rejoice, share good fortune, care—and reflect.
Back to the literal bar: I’ve managed to cut out more than 36-days of sloshing in the past 2-months, 4-times less than the previous few years (2013-2014). A real accomplishment if I was worried about it. I think the real accomplishment is on the days I do imbibe—I tend to make up for the days I don’t, not the cocktail for optimum health—but a mixture leading to a treasure trove of material to write about.
Maybe you should worry.
Get out of here.
Let’s begin our talk.
Family season (the holidays are here). A time to rejoice, share good fortune, care—and reflect.
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Like your drinking story above?
Sure, but deeper.
The life snippets I’m about to drop may be good, bad, or lay somewhere in between.
Sharing is all I know. I believe we’ve been put on this planet to share our stories. Talking is vital to future balance. Who are you? —Is an important question, that the noise of the world draws shade on. I think we need to step out from the shadows and scream: I’M HERE!
Opening up allows us to bask in an individual’s greatness. It allows us to fit the people into our puzzles who encourage us to be amazing as well. It also allows us to determine who to avoid.
I have been sad this entire year. I pretend otherwise. I mask emotion with consistency. I’m okay. More on this year will be shared as we meander through my thoughts.
What’s important, I think:
Sure, but deeper.
The life snippets I’m about to drop may be good, bad, or lay somewhere in between.
Sharing is all I know. I believe we’ve been put on this planet to share our stories. Talking is vital to future balance. Who are you? —Is an important question, that the noise of the world draws shade on. I think we need to step out from the shadows and scream: I’M HERE!
Opening up allows us to bask in an individual’s greatness. It allows us to fit the people into our puzzles who encourage us to be amazing as well. It also allows us to determine who to avoid.
I have been sad this entire year. I pretend otherwise. I mask emotion with consistency. I’m okay. More on this year will be shared as we meander through my thoughts.
What’s important, I think:
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