Such a description.


Wanting every inch….

‘I want every inch of my life’

This is an interesting take on boozing… from a very very moderate drinker.  Read in the Guardian.  It gives me hope.

I’ve avoided alcohol all my life. Meaning, I might have one glass of wine, or half a pint of beer, two or three times a year, in a particular situation. But that’s it. The reason? I’m mean on giving away bits of my life, my energy, my alertness, my “being present”, as this writer puts it, being fully aware. The way she describes here hangovers – to me, that reads like feeling a bit ill. Feeling a bit ill every day. Feeling a bit low, a bit slow, a bit headachy, a bit foggy. Every bloody day. Like feeling you’re about to come down with a cold every day. 

To me, it’s like giving up bits of your life, your consciousness, your aliveness, your alertness. If I didn’t feel I had an interesting life, with things to do, then I suppose it would matter less if I wasted some of it semi-aware, through drink. But I do have an interesting life, in all sorts of ways, so many things in which to take interest and pleasure. Were I to be drunk, or even tipsy, or even hungover, I could absolutely not be fully engaged in the moment, take real pleasure, be absorbed, experience things properly. I need all my faculties, all my senses, all my emotional alertness, to really experience being alive.

Well, that’s me, whether that sounds wanky or not. I want every second. I want every inch of my life, all that I can have, fully known, fully experienced, none of it chucked away.

Author: barbsfalkiner

Approaching fifty, life about to change and want to try something different....

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