Women. Can’t live with them... Pass the beer nuts.
- Norm, from Cheers
I say that because I’ve had what alcoholics refer to as a moment of clarity. I’ve just realized that I’ve spent the past two years pursuing women who aren't particularly interested in being pursued, yet they’ve baited me just enough to keep me interested in them. Am I good for their ego? Did they genuinely like me? Who knows. Who cares. But, ultimately, I was regarded as disposable. And you know what? I have no time for that. Part of it’s my fault for letting myself be played so easily. This is a declaration of the new, a reinvention of me. A condemnation of the old and the justification of an accelerated now.
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