I haven’t had a drink in over two years, but dreamt I had gone out, as they say, if you start to drink again.
There I was on a bar stool sipping champagne like a showgirl, the dream so vivid, when I awoke, looked on my nightstand for the empty glass.
After panicking a bit, called a pal who said, “Hey…you’re just dreamin honey.
Then, being the alcoholic that he is asked, “Did it taste good? Did it go down smooth and easy?”
I laughed and said, “Ya know, I really don’t remember.”
He said, “Of course ya don’t. It’s cause, you were just dreamin, honey.”