We've reached an impasse, Alcohol and I.
She's a lot of fun, and gets me into a lot of fun situations. Although we don't always see eye to eye the next day, she's been around a long time, so we tolerate each other.
Hanging out was always fun in the past, but truthfully I don't drop by to visit much any more. Although I've changed over the years I notice she remains pretty much the same. The problem arises when I think I haven't changed - she bites viciously if you don't pay attention.
She brings me out of my skin; I'm usually more reserved. She makes me more honest than I should be, but frankly I don't care about that any more. Honesty is almost always a good thing.
Time to say goodbye for another year tho'. Enough time to remember the fun, yet still time to forget the consequences.
These are the best of times, after all.
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Just want to point out - New Years Eve wasn't sponsored by a cigar company - although by the taste in my mouth, you wouldn't know it.
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