The whiskey bottle diary, first entry.
I walk a fine line between living a good life, doing all the right things, morally and expectation wise, and living totally free. I enjoy being the guy that does his best to take care of business and make sure the people who need me have their needs fulfilled and more. But it's a struggle for my spirit, that just wants to fly.. down every new road, into the unknown or even the partially known.. just to see what's down there. It's adventures like that, that drive me through the ordinary and mundane cycle of work eat sleep pay bills be broke do chores. The difference now is that I'm older and care a lot more about everything in the regular world that's going on around me. So my adventures are more refined, and direct to the things I want to explore. This is a story of one of those things. It gets a little uncomfortable at the end, so I ask that you, the reader, keep an open mind and understanding of how things ended up the way they did.
Now sit back, relax.. while I pour myself a shot of whiskey and tell you my story..