So it’s been a while, again, and I’m currently at 4 months, 3 weeks and 1 day alcohol free!
I had my first craving a couple of weeks ago. Whilst helping out in Treezer’s pub, they ran out of nearly all beer as it was shutting down and someone decided they wanted a wine and soda instead of their usual tipple. So, I opened a bottle of white and it felt like caressing an old friend, but like an old school friend that used to bug me 😉 It was familiar, but a little foreign. It felt good, but wrong. I want it, but I can’t have it. There’s a deeper meaning here that I’m trying to suppress, but it may bubble to the surface later.
Anyhoo, it was weird – it was the first time I’ve dealt with wine since I stopped drinking and I decided to have a…
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