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Why I Don't Drink

Recently a comment was posted where someone asked why I don't drink. I do seem to mention it in a number of posts, mostly those where I'm complaining how hard it is to find a girl who also doesn't drink, but I suppose I've never explained why. I also don't do drugs, smoke, or take medicine.

I've never had a drink in my life. I went to a private school in Andover, Massachusetts for middle school and I don't think anyone there drank. Maybe they did and I was blissfully ignorant. I remember one kid got caught for smoking and it was a huge controversy.

After middle school my family moved to Austin, Texas and I went to a public high school. My first day there I got lost and happened to have wandered behind the building. to my surprise there was a huge mass of kids smoking cigarettes and pot. One such kid, a Junior, picked me up and put me in a trash can.

Living, Dying, Loving, Waiting

On Hopeful Notes ...

(This is the third in the series of Notes this week on what I am learning with my friend who has Leukemia)

There is an element of waiting when a person is facing a long road back to health.

There are no guarantees. Still, the treatments go on, the doctors come every day to talk and asses and we all wait.

She is on my mind as I wake, waiting for another day to learn about the test results of the last round of treatments.

This relationship called friend has been cracked open by her illness.

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