I thought about the days i had handed over to a bottle. The nights i can't remember. The mornings i slept thru. All the time spent running from myself.
If you put a clock in a bottle, with time it will crack, as like money, as like love, as like a beautiful mind, empty of a soul.
Think champagne, drink champagne!
All you need, you think, is a breather, a few minutes standing up at the bar like in the old days, having a harmless bottle of beer. Only the bottle of beer isn't harmless; it's a trigger. It sets off that crazy thing in your mind that made you a dipso in the first place..