Falling in Love While Sober Wasn’t What I Expected

I remember being vaguely aware that I drank differently from the way other people did. I can’t remember ever turning down a drink, not even once; it would have been like a puppy turning down a proffered treat. Why not? Sure, I’ll have another. Drinking is fun. It feels good.

Before you drank alcohol, you didn’t miss it; you didn’t think about it. You were happy and free.

But I wanted my own stories, and I understood drinking to be the gasoline of all adventure. The best evenings were the ones you might regret.