Dateline 7-9-2017

Last night was my first night of social drinking in quite a while. As I've pointed out in the past, over the past five or six years, I've cut back from being a daily drunk to drinking once a week at most but more often once a month if that. 

Normally, I just have some wine by myself when I feel the need for extra help in dealing with my insomnia, or when I just want to have fun and get drunk while watching a movie or whatever self-entertaining activity I'm involved with that I might feel a few drinks might add to the overall experience but since I've moved home from Seattle, I mainly drink alone which probably plays into the decreased frequency in how often I choose to imbibe.

Last night, however, was a pretty fun night where I had my cousin and friend come over to enjoy a couple adult beverages to talk about life while watching nonsense on the YouTube. The past several time these two have come over, I've kept rather calm, opting to listen more than add in which is a new me that I find rather boring but it keeps me from feeling like I may have been taken wrong, but this time I really tied one on and rambled however I wanted.

I don't think this rambling was a bad thing because it definitely felt more like friends hanging out than the usual obligatory hang session that I kind of felt I was giving into the last few time we've hung out. The obligatory aspect that I felt in the past had more to do with where my head was at than anything to do with them so I don't know if feeling more is a sign that I'm moving on or if I'm actually falling back to my old self as far as interacting goes which also wouldn't be that bad at all.

I don't know, what any of this means, probably nothing at all but it is what happened last night and I have nothing else to report on. We'll see what happens tonight and as always, I'll be sure to check in tomorrow with any insights that may come.

Talk to you then,

The Wicker Breaker