Clear Minded

Back in November I traveled with an expired ID, so I didn’t drink in Hawai’i, not even a Mai Tai served in a pineapple, just passion fruit juice and frozen coconut, macadamia nut coffee that only dreams are made of. I traveled solo so it was truly for the best. Once my replacement came in, I had a fun night out with friends, so much fun that I lost my ID. If you know me then you know I took this as a sign and decided to be sober for the month of December. Or rather, it was decided for me.

Growing up, for family reasons, I told myself I was never going to drink. Not ever! But in life, things don’t always go as planned and considering I spent my 21st birthday in New Orleans, I didn’t keep that promise to myself. Eventually, group outings became booze-centered and it’s not fun being the only sober person watching a group of people drink, so there’s always some pressure to join in. I’ve had some of the most memorable nights but woke up the next day with regret and an upset, unsettled stomach.

I don’t need alcohol to have fun.

This year, I’m no longer running — no escapism necessary because I’m facing my problems head on. I’ve been very clear minded lately. I know what I want, I don’t feel held back anymore. I’ve been feeling so much more in tune with myself and found the creativity I’ve been missed. It’s nice. I’m happy.

Dry January? For sure!

Dry year? Let’s me not get too ahead of myself…