It's amazing what a little booze can do to relax social inhibitions. I watched my resentments, negative energies, and anger melt away as I shared far too many drinks with my current housemates recently. It could have gone a completely different course, but it thankfully allowed me to remember their humanity and my own. It started with whiskey and chocolate and oozed it's way to cool sips of spicy absinthe. I was able to remember that sometimes the things that rub and irritate and chafe in life are really very small when you step outside yourself and see the beauty in all the crap. Ultimately, we're all relieved that I'm moving out, because of the small things that have added up to create itches that are awful tedious to scratch, but I'm happy to know that it doesn't leave us with unfading pits and scars. In the hours that we lost ourselves to the "Whiskers of the Green Faerie", we rebuilt our webs of connection, which all of us so deeply desire. Though I woke up the next day, feeling a little beaten up, I was happy to know that while I leave a house, I keep the fire of friends and heart, to lighten the hearth of my new abode.
