Don't worry, I'm just adjusting . . . and practicing honesty. :)
I can see how people become alcoholics. This is my 6th day in my new location. New home. New job. New environment. Barely a town to around worth exploring. No friends. No tv. No shopping. No new fiction to read. No lover. Just a cat. Yep. I can see how someone could turn to drinking. However, that’s not an option for me. My body just doesn’t tolerate alcohol. Never has. So, I have to find some other way to bridge this gap. The gap? You know, that time between endings and new beginnings. We all have them. The end of a relationship. The end of a job. The end of life for a loved one. So many times I haven’t noticed the gap because it’s been so full of drama, or cleaning up from the end, or the distractions created from the freedoms of the end that I’m into the new beginning before I’ve had a chance to even recognize what existed past the end. But this time I put myself in the gap on purpose. Away from anything familiar so I could feel the ends and choose...