Goodbye Drogas.
Goodbye Alcohol.

-- the discussion of the bottle to order, the big, sexy glasses, the delicious aromas, the dark red or pale yellow of the wine as it's decanted and sipped. At the grocery store I sometimes walk down the wine aisle and admire the pretty labels, the great names of the wineries, and sigh a little. It looks good to me -- it just doesn't feel so great.

I will miss those beautiful reds, and Italian spirits and all the lovely herbal tonic wines
But I am now entering the temperance mode of my life.