This time, it was not a gross drunkeness dream, but a very intense sensory dream.
I gave up my single malt Scotch, and blended Scotch probably in 2001 or so. The remaining 4 years of my drinking were beer, wine, champagne, etc. I really loved my Scotch, but it did not love me. It got to where the Scotch hangovers were devastating, and I would puke the next day everytime.
So in this dream, I had a fine glass of some blended Scotch. Maybe it was Chivas or something. That's really not the point, but I could TASTE every little nuance of the Scotch. The sweet, the bitter, the smoky, the peat, and of course the alky. Ever had a dream where you can TASTE intensely and your brain says AHHHHH?
I finished one glass, and put it down. For some crazy reason in the dream, I did not want another, and decided I would have to post my slip on MWO. Then I got to feeling all guilty and bad, and then woke up.
ANALYSIS: My stupid sub-concious brain is trying to fool me again. Drinking Neil is hiding in the shadows, and trying a new trick. Damn him. I know darn well that it did not taste that good.....ever. I know darn well that after one, there would be another, and another, and......puke.
I will NOT be fooled. (song by The Who "we won't get fooled again!!!")
Neil
627 Days AF
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