man was I drunk !: TUESDAY

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ALWAYS READY
It's so easy to always be ready for greatness. If no tragedy is near, you should always be happy and ready for greatness, always ready to welcome some great into your heart and home. It's out there, greatness, and it's blessing people everyday, why not you?-Why not you, indeed, just imagine it and it starts presenting itself, and yes with great things comes happiness and peace into your life. Greatness and great things have no limit, it's not like there is only a thousand great things to go around, great things are infinite in number and size, volume, try to get you some. Welcome it into your life and the ones you love. Welcome it everyday, like an old friend that is always welcome in your home, a cold pop and ice waiting, and a warm smile. Welcome.

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I haven't gotten drunk in a while and I wonder what it is about that particular state that is so alluring. I haven't had a desire to get a drink not even for the sake of its flavor. Except that I was stumbling around the YOUTUBE and I was listening to this song. I like this song and I had this great desire to drink. Maybe it was the fact that the last time I heard that song was in a bar and a young man was fully enjoying the sadness of it and didn't seem to care that he was not alone while he indulged his particular brand of sadness. I recognized that brand well.
Today, when I listened to this song, I allowed that feeling that identified with that specific sadness to surface and I acknowledged my own sadness once very dark and heavy. I know that sadness, the kind that has to do with love. With a love and trust shattered. But it is gone, this sadness. Lessened now with the passing of time, and honestly thankful for the opportunity to experience and feel something so deeply and fully. But I would not want to repeat those lonely days. These days that didn't end, and were filled with the desire to repeat the long gone shared good times. The dark days, the slow climb back from an emotional coma and the need to open the old wound for the simple desire to feel something, anything, even if it's only pain.
Maybe now every time I hear this song I'll want a beer in hand, but I just have to remember that I don't really want to get drunk, the hangovers are effen murder. It's a reaction to recognizing that particular sadness: I know you. Then I remember that it wasn't my fault, hell, I don't even like the taste of it. Then, just like that it's gone.Funny. But I know someone who's seen to this day jumping from bed to bed in an effort to fill that void. Well, I wish you peace. Sincerely.
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