My brain decided that I’d be waking up this morning at around 4:00 so I’ve put the time to good use working on some things. I’ve also spent some of the time reflecting on how miraculous it is I didn’t ever go to jail or get killed when I drank.

I seriously have no idea how I managed to dodge so many bullets over those years. I drank a small lake worth of poison and spent an unreasonable amount of time behind the wheel thusly inebriated. To be clear, any amount of time at the wheel drunk is too much, but it was a lot.

Seriously. Where did this dumb luck come from? At least I learned my lesson without the jail time or death sentence, I guess.