They kept asking him, “why does he drink so much when the world is already confusing enough for his understanding?”
Looking them right in the eye with his blurred vision, he said,
“I drink to dilute the delusions around my eyes and at the same time, I hope to witness an alternate form of reality that my sober eyes can’t see.”
“No, I don’t inject alcohol into my bloodstream to merely improve the whole experience of my melancholic state of mind , I do it to hear the music that lingers behind even after a song ends.”
“I do it to recreate her atoms around my body so that when I lift my hands in the air, I can actually feel her skin.”
“No, I no longer smoke though, because everytime I inhale the leaves, they remind me of falling in love again. And love? The chemistry inside my body no longer reacts to the elements of affection anymore.”
“Sure, I can talk to you for hours and look into your eyes with sympathy in my heart, but love? I doubt if the demons that I’m friends with, will allow me to give away my heart once again.”
“Yes, I’ve held some hands and kissed a few lips, but no one pours themselves into me and releases me from the trauma of my reality like a bottle of bacardi does.”
“So no, I don’t drink to dance my heart out when the beat on that Chainsmokers song is about to drop, I do it to share those tiny moments of solitude with myself and appreciate the stars hiding behind that pathetic layer of city smog.”!
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