So here I am-- home--enjoying my own personal "4 to 7" (or what most people deem as happy hour). I'm comfortable grabbing a beer form the fridge or making my own hot toddy. It's relaxing and I enjoy it. I am not a heavy drinker by any means but I can appreciate a great cocktail or malt. I don't think most people could admit that they'd enjoy a drink after getting home from a long day at work at (least without hesitation). After all, there's that whole stigma of "DON'T DRINK ALONE" -- the modern day "EAT ME" of America's Wonderland.
Having a drink with one's self is a momentary bliss. Somehow you find a spot where you can be alone and uninterrupted. You ease into your own thoughts. You revel in the fact that there truly is such a thing as a moment of silence. Everything around you comes to a complete lull and you can actually hear yourself think. The drink is just an accessory.
A drink with myself is an infrequent but personal celebration. Sometimes I celebrate the fact that I caught every green light on the way to work or, that I got a free coffee because the cash register was jammed. For me, it's that simple. So,to you I say, celebrate the small things and have a drink--alone.
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