I only drank three nights a week, but that was enough to do it. I first stopped drinking five years ago. I don’t drink alcohol because I can’t. Well, I can, but if I do, an infinite mass of possibilities unravels in front of me, only I do not get to choose my destiny. I drank because I was anxious. I drank to experience absolutely everything all at once, to create an exciting, phantasmagorical world on top of reality that was ultimately destructive and selfish. In this pursuit, bad things would inevitably happen, often in blackout, operating quite proficiently in an unconscious sleepwalk.