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Day 10

Today is the 10th day since I took a drink of liquor.

‘Detox’ I hear you shout. Yeah, I guess I’m detoxing. I never thought this would happen.

Fuck. How did this happen? 

Today is Friday. I’m starting to get sentimental about weekends of not too distant past - where alcoholic adventures dominated proceedings. Trouble is, Monday to Thursday wouldn’t be too different.

I guess I’m in ‘voluntary’ detox mode, seeing as I’ve kinda given all Doctors the boot. I promised a post about this yesterday, but instead I’ll wait until the time feels right. (and I’m sure the life insurance people don’t lurk on Tumblr/Twitter.)

I said on Day 6 that I hadn’t noticed anything beneficial from stopping my daily dose of drink. I still stand by that post, even now, after ten days ‘clean’.

I do plan to fall off the wagon in a big way. This will probably happen in a big blurry period between next Friday and the end of May. During this period I’ll be spending time with most of the favourite people from my fucked up world. How could I not be a little wavey whilst with them?

In the period before this - I’ll be dodging the Grim Reaper, with God’s guidance and love to keep me away from the jaws of the afterlife, listening to a lot of music as usual, writing plenty about everything and nothing, forumlating plans for business and life, and listening to an audio book about Warren Buffett.

So there it is. Day 10 - no booze.

Much love.