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yesterday | today tomorrow

July 27, 2000

a moment of clarity

Sobering visit from an old friend ended yesterday when I put him in a cab to SeaTac. He disappeared after deplaning in Chicago. His wife files a missing person report but we all know the cause: alcohol. I'd never seen anyone so debased and it got me to thinking about my own tendencies, the logical extension of which would be, if not addiction, a lifetime of dreams deferred to various forms of substance escapism. So, biting the bullet, today I embark on an experiment in sobriety--one part solidarity with my friend's resolve to go into detox, two parts toxic fatigue, and just a splash of self-respect thrown in for good measure. We'll see.