Oh the bottles. So many, many bottles.
Bottles on the bottom of the bedroom closet. Hidden in bags and purses. Bottles in the kitchen. Hidden behind the mixer. Bottles in the coat closet. Hidden at the bottom underneath a fleece. Bottles in the car. Hidden in a bag. Bottles in the bathroom. Bottles in my purse. Bottles in the dresser drawer. Bottles…
Empty bottles in the recycling bin. But, oh… too many. Empty bottles in the garbage. Hidden inside a cardboard cereal box. Wrapped in other garbage so the bottles won’t clink with the other bottles. Empty bottles in the car temporarily, to make a quick intentional trip to that fast food restaurant that has that drive-by garbage pail. Empty bottles in my purse, discreetly discarded in random public trash receptacles. Empty bottles…
New bottles from the store. Paying in cash for new bottles so there will be no traceable evidence of acquisition and consumption. New bottles from a different store, because the store I just went to might notice I am coming by to soon for more. New bottles from a non-liquor store, disguised with the purchase of non-bottle items. New bottles from another store, another store across town. New bottles… gone too soon. Only to need to go and acquire more new bottles…
Other peoples bottles. Visiting my in-laws, so many, many bottles. Take a little bit from a variety of different bottles so they won’t notice any decrease in the volume of one particular bottle. Visiting my father, bottles in the freezer. Drinking a little from a bottle, just enough so that it won’t be noticeable, but it’s not enough and end up drinking to the point where it is noticeable. Add water, so dilution is not perceptible. Drink more. Add more water. Realize it is no longer unperceptible. Run to store to replace bottle. Drink original watered down bottle and discard, and drink new bottle down to level of previous bottle. Promise not to drink from replacement bottle. Break promise. Repeat. Other people’s bottles…
Oh, the bottles.
I do NOT miss the bottles.
No More 