billytheseal

Have you ever watched something that resonates with you? That you understand completely what is being said. So it is when I watched this a few minutes ago.



I felt the same when I read The Lost Weekend. I completely understood why Charles R Jackson had written it, and with a sick realisation, that I had carried out some of the actions described in the book, thought the same thoughts, did the same things.

And he I am, after once again having a bottle of red wine for breakfast, amongst other things, and now drinking ice cold baileys. Maybe I should quit.

But then again, maybe I'm not ready to quit.