I set out to get drunk last night. I just couldn't make myself take that fourth drink, the one that might have gotten me there.
I don't know why that is, whether it was because I hate the feeling of drunkenness that much or because I'm just healthier than that or if there is some other reason that might be a cause for concern, actually.
I suppose I should feel good about not being able to just disregard limits that I've established for good reason, even when I feel as if I have a good reason to want to set them aside.
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