Every day I promise myself I won't drink and then as it happens an old flame comes to town or a girlfriend requires bonding, or a night out is planned at the last minute with people I haven't seen in a long time, and inevitably I end up with a bar tab of margaritas and wines. Then there's the nights I'm free and to celebrate I relax with a few pints that go perfectly with pizza and companions. Welcome to summer, my liver announces drily.
I'm in need of a huge detox. One with lots of fruits and waters and stillness. No coffee. No cigarettes. No alcoholic nonsense. The spirit of get-togethering is a fun one, but sometimes overstays its welcome, eats all of the food, and leaves hairs clogged in the bathroom drain.
Tonight a concert is on my list of to-do's. It is the opening celebration of a weekend full of laughter and songs and Lithuanian drinking. I feel like I'm going mad.
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