i think we all WAIT for things to happen. but as drinkers, it gets worse.
We wait ’til Monday to start a diet. We wait for the phone to ring. We check our email to see if something interesting is happening OUT there. We wait.
As drinkers, somewhere along the line, we give up and we stopped doing the reaching out, and instead we do the waiting.
I think alcohol makes us draw more into ourselves, and we forget to do the reaching out.
We forget that if life is like a car, then we’re the one driving it. it’s like we’ve pulled the car over for some self-examination, and now we’re waiting for someone ELSE to come along and say ‘it’s OK, you can start driving again’.
Well no shit, it’s your life. (my life, whatever). no one comes and says ‘PS, don’t forget to keep driving, don’t waste time sitting around waiting.’
No one shakes us and says ‘stop looking back, stop looking around, start looking FORWARD’.
So I guess we’re here to do that for each other. There’s nothing to wait for.
Time to make things happen.
oh god, this might just inspire me to make puff pastry and check on my health insurance and file my husband’s taxes for last year.