By the Grace of God, it's now been over 10 years since I had a drink. I don't wreck my car or go to jail or any of that fun stuff anymore, either.
It's certainly a far easier way to go.
Funny how I get further away from that stuff and my extra double stupid side still asks if I'd like a nice cold beer after mowing the grass. I call it my extra double stupid side because, after all these years, it should know full well that I don't want a cold beer. I want lots.