As I hugged those bears, that very hug and the rush of all the loving memories of The 500 Acre Wood were a stark reminder of the hollowness of alcohol. Neither alcohol nor weed nor any other mind altering externality can reconnect me with some idealized past.
Dumping a mostly full, ice cold beer down the drain is something I’ve never done in my life. Six months ago, doing something like that was sacrilege!
I’ve been questioning the increasingly slippery slope of my use disorder and considering a path toward sobriety for years now.
The Longevity Paradox has reminded me of the power of intermittent fasting, supplementation, endocrine disruptors, LPS’s, what NOT to eat, and a host of other useful information.
This led my to a consideration of card games as a proxy for predetermination. If we consider that the act of shuffling the cards randomizes their order and therefore determines how those cards are dealt and/or later drawn, there is little doubt that shuffling ultimately influences the outcome of the game.