Clinic

I didn't really mean to mention the clinic, but I've gone and created a page for it now so I may as well come clean, right? The thing is, I don't really like alcohol. It smells funny and tastes funny and makes me act funny. And not cute funny like it does to girls, but creepy funny. But the clinic is helping me to get away from that, plus it turned out that tennis is a pretty awesome game. There was a court next to my house when I was growing up, but I never really thought to actually play. I wonder why not, now. Maybe I was just too busy chasing tail to think of chasing balls.

Hey, that sounded kinda dirty.

Those other people
I felt pretty messed up when I'm visiting the clinic. I stopped drinking water a long time ago, but I'm pretty sure I still get my daily eight glasses. And despite all that, being at the clinic makes me feel dangerously normal. The thing about being a thirty one year old is that, as the clinic crowd goes, that's pretty young. You can find people from all ages and all walks of life in that clinic, but nobody willingly goes to a clinic when they're young. No, these were people who had given up on everything in their lives and were looking to be saved. Some of them have been looking to be saved for twenty years or more. I wonder if dad ever spent time in one of these. It certainly seemed like he'd fit in.