Started with a peg yesterday, I don't know when. I got here (at work), bought half a bottle of rum, had it with the guys here. Went through another after that n a quarter still. And then He comes with the British one. I can still recognise my mom, wife, sis after all these. Nobody had a clue if I drank. Had dinner, slept peacefully, woke up 4:30 with the thirst to have another drink; Wife slept silently beside, did not want to wake her - can anybody guess why. Without making a sound, i poured one, drank it, sip or gulp ... who cares! Then the wife in sleep knew i was not beside her; I was not in her grasp. She whispered 'where r u...?' I replied in a stern tone 'Cant piss in peace?!'. She went quite again. I poured the next and again; by now it was quite obvious why i am not back in the bed. Did not wake up till 10 the morning. A bath at half pat 10 and a bit of breakfast; I am back to work. As industrious as ever....
An episode of addiction? Please tell me when you seen someone who has not had an addiction ever! This is one of the best person I have ever met in my life with reasons which does not belong to the title here....
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