I had a drink. I haven't had one in a long time. I took my overproof which I got to make tinctures. Not a lot, half a shot but it's double or triple strength. Makes me feel grounded back on earth, not in my head with all the terrors and fears. But it's just an illusion, drinking steady for any length of time is a trap. It killed my grandfather. I can't blame him for drinking, it was all he had when his body quit, and as far as drinkers go he was moderate, but not severe. I learned from him, it's great to know how to mix drinks, but not every night. Got some dark thoughts drove me to drinking tonight, dark premonitions. Keeping me awake. Booze, help me push them back enough so I can get some rest, and we will go through it all then.