When was the last time I enjoyed alcohol? Well over 20 years ago, but I still remember that tipsy feeling. The feeling living between poised and sloppy. Back in college, we called it feeling buzzed.
That’s when anything was funnier than it actually was. Your eyes slightly narrowed with the warm flush of relaxation and all your worries seemed to fade away.
I fell for the feeling several times till I realized all the stuff that frustrated me: a rigorous pre-med course load that kicked my behind, an unpleasant roommate situation, and that no one back home would empathize with me was still there when the alcohol wore off.
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