On a cold, wet morning I was waiting for a train somewhere between somewhere and somewhere
else. I reached into my pocket as I shivered in the rain, waiting from somewhere in the
darkness came a belch. I turned to look behind me with a bottle in my hand as a rumble figure
stumbled in the view. Behind the morning fingers slayed the wreckage of a man saying excuse
me may I have a word with you, a word with you. He said give me the bottle you're a man in his
prime you should not be drinking and I drink all the time. If I have some money you do not
want to be. Let me save you from yourself son give that drink to me.
And he asked me do you drink a lot? Do you drink every day? Does you drink and never worry those you
love? Is I need a drink? Never something that you say? I answered him all of the above, all of the above.
He said give me the bottle you're a man in his prime you should not be drinking and I drink all the
time. If I have some money you do not want to be. Let me save you from yourself son give that drink to me.
So I did and I walked away with a whole new attitude but he walked away with about $20 worth of
sipping whiskey chocolate in there.