On three occasions now, i have dreamed about the demon drink.
The first one was that i took a sip, experienced great regret and realised i had to start AF again.
The second one was pretty much the same as the first one.
The third one, which i had last night, detailed an escapade in which i was to find alcohol and purchase it. I was on the way to the bottle shop, but realised i had somebody elses credit card and couldn't sign for it anyway. The thought of going back to get my credit card was too much trouble, so i decided to abort mission. In the dream, i was content with giving up the idea for a drink and simply went home without it.
*Sigh*.
It seems my attachment to the stuff is lessening.
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