Where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases my blues away...

I've realized that when one partakes of certain grown-up beverages that there comes a point where you reach a moment of clarity and everything seems to make sense. Now, it takes a certain amount of these beverages to find this clarity, but even if it is only for a moment it almost seems worth it, of course in the morning one may disagree, but for that one instance you view your world from above. You speak truth, even if its harsh. You share your deepest feelings for those around you even if you don't know them, which can be awkward depending on who it is and what you say. Your problems with women and your job and issues in general just seem to be put on hold, and you feel free. In some instances you become more philosophical and determined to get your point across to your fellow patrons, other times you are just loud and funny, and want to tell everyone just how much you love them, and sometimes you just play a lot of air guitar :) Nevertheless, for one night the only things that matter are the good people you are with and the good spirits you are indulging in. Inevitably, however, this wonderful night ends into a not-so-wonderful morning of reality, which makes you wonder why you did it in the first place, but then you do have those terrific memories of clarity, well, maybe... :)