I’m at the age where this spell of not drinking could be observed and perceived to be a ‘midlife crisis’. For me that normally conjures up images of women getting facelifts or men going out and buying a fast car or motorbike – trying to turn back the clock of time and recapture their youth. But if you’re a ‘kidult’, as the UK media likes to label us Brits who have refused to grow up, and you have spent the last 25 years kicking the arse out of life with drink, drugs and other risky behaviours then why would you want to recapture your youth? I never left.
So if this isn’t a midlife crisis in the typical ‘normal’ meaning of the expression then what is it? For me it is about a renewal of my vow to life. I spent that 25 years of my young adulthood mostly having a blast but now it is time to move on and do something different. Einstein’s definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. There is so much to this life and to see on our wonderful planet. It’s time to reach beyond the limits of the bottom of a bottle and the inside of a pub, bar or club.
Yeah I could make this vow of renewal and keep drinking but would I keep my word to see and do more with my life? I suspect not. So much of that 25 years was spent dreaming up plans and adventures that never amounted to anything more than hot air – oh and time and money pissed down the drain ….
Time to keep my word to myself because I’m feeling good