SOBER-MINDED

SOBER-MINDED

I’ve spent so many weekends waking up with a hangover and replaying the night before in my head. There were some laughs but a lot of regrets. A lot of conversations where I had to explain to others “That wasn’t me, it was just the alcohol”. It happened so regularly that drinking was the norm. No one questioned why you took so many shots but questioned why you weren’t participating in the mandatory “Up to it, down to it” chant at the pre-game....

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From Death to Life

From Death to Life

We used to store about two dozen or so white plastic chairs in my basement. Me and my siblings would arrange them in lines and cover them with blankets to make tunnels around the basement. It usually lead to a covered table, which was the fort. And we would chase each other and laugh and laugh, until we heard the rumble from the garage door opening. We would rush upstairs to say hey to my parents to avoid them coming down and seeing the mess we just made. But on the days we made a mess they always wondering downstairs. Of course we would get fussed at to clean up the chaos we created. These were typical days for our household.....

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