A few years ago, I would come home from my job and grab a drink. I would go to bed drinking. Obviously a bad coping mechanism. Those are some hazy memories…
Now, I come home and do something, other than hit the drink.
However, by Friday at about 3:00 – I’ve got my shoulders full of weary. My patience is at an end. About my only goal is to get home, put on some music (no goddamn tv, either) and have a drink. Tonight is a scotch night. I think quite a bit during these times. According to my Strengths Finder profile, I like to do that; just sit and think. I’ve had some good brainstorms tonight.
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