Before, I could just get drunk and the night would take care of itself. I can no longer drink, at all. I am on medications where I could get into a hospital if I mix alcohol with them. Something like that.
But yeah, I’d just get drunk and I would feel better and the night would take care of itself.
I forgot about, I’m reading Postmodern American Poetry. The poem I’m on is very dense, abstract, chaotic, and avant-garde. I don’t understnand it AT ALL but I kind of pass my eyes over the words just to make an effort.