My month of not drinking has affected the way I think about alcohol and my body in general. When I drink my dreams aren't as vivid and I struggle in the morning with meditation. And when I drink I don't work on my novel. The novel wins. Period. My social life is pretty much at a standstill except for the few true, my sister Deanna, Beau, Cecil and La Creep. Everyone else is out of the picture.
I am in love with meditating. The other gym at the gym Cecil noted that I look "blissed the fuck out." Yes.