Sunday, January 21, 2007
When I've had this much to drink, I have a bizarre clarity and blurriness at the same time.
I see street lights that I've passed hundreds of times yet never knew existed. I hear every note that the cab driver sings to himself.
Yet the scenery flies by too quickly and too slowly at the same time. I feel the speed bumps long after we've passed over them. I perceive cars long after they pass in front of the car I'm in. I really shouldn't be driving.
Many people around me know I become very open when I drink, that I say everything I think, regardless of appropriateness, etc. What I also do is open up to myself, and I see exactly what it is I'm feeling. It's as if my inhibitions stop me from feeling.
I see street lights that I've passed hundreds of times yet never knew existed. I hear every note that the cab driver sings to himself.
Yet the scenery flies by too quickly and too slowly at the same time. I feel the speed bumps long after we've passed over them. I perceive cars long after they pass in front of the car I'm in. I really shouldn't be driving.
Many people around me know I become very open when I drink, that I say everything I think, regardless of appropriateness, etc. What I also do is open up to myself, and I see exactly what it is I'm feeling. It's as if my inhibitions stop me from feeling.
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