It's far enough into Day 3 that it's Day 4. I went to my first proper concert, so that whole sobriety plan didn't last too long. There was such a small likelihood that I was going to attend a hard rock show stone cold sober. That said, now I'm a little intoxicated and a little agitated. I don't know if that's entirely true. I think I should have written down my thoughts before all of this happened because I'm in an interestingly different spot now than I was hours ago. Maybe I should just call this day. Maybe I just leave my drunkenness where it is and move on in the morning. This is my fucking problem right now when it comes to drinking, I don't have my sober thoughts in order, so my drunken thoughts take far more effort to align themselves.
You see, this is the problem, when you're out and about and drinking and roaming around and having a good time, all is well. When I get home and my brain becomes mush, it's fucking depressing. I don't want to wade around in this any longer. I had so many things I wanted to write about, but I'm going to call it because I can't handle this right now. I need to go to sleep.
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