Reminds me of that first year or so of my sobriety. I went for the better part of two years without a date. I went from raging drunk to stuttering shy guy in the blink of an eye. I felt lost and terribly alone and the only solace I had was I wasn’t out in the world making a complete ass hole out of myself. That behavior went on most nights when I was drinking professionally.

I bet there are people out there still who say, even after 27 years, stuff like “do you remember when that asshole staggered into our party and tried to…..” You can imagine what I did. Me, well I only have halting, jiggering memories about those last few years of drunken debauchery so I try not to think about it.

Anyway, that wasn’t what I wanted to talk about.


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