sobriety.

i am not a teetotaller, though i've tried my best to be one in the past. i find a quiet pleasure in sipping a caiprinha in la bodega whislt enjoying a game of wild taboo or perhaps chor tai di

with friends. this is the life i live; the life of a simpleton.

oh, woe am i, a victim of some delusional imagery in my head. each time i go to la bodega i feel as if i'm in some kind of myopic yuppie terrain. that i belong to, no less. and yet, i must digress --- i am no yuppie.

i am a rebel.

an outcast.

a part of counter-culture.

but yet, counter-culture itself is a market.

nothing is sacred anymore.

not even sobriety.