Saturday, 7 January 2012

Drunks

I have an odd kind of respect for a man drunk - in his state he has reverted to his true self: not guarding his tongue every second, not playing a part, not saying what people want to hear, but actually, blissfully, being himself. Unlike his sober brethren, he is real. I think maybe I wish we were all like that, all the time.

1 comment:

  1. There are many, *many* poisons worse than alcohol. Like public opinion, slavish obedience, or the news.

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