Miller Time

It’s been a long week. I couldn’t race out the office door fast enough today. Not that I don’t like my coworkers or the job. It’s just time to take a mental recharge.

I don’t even have the time to finish writing today’s blog and my first beer is poured.

The crisp fizz hit my tongue and a rush of sensations came over me. Ah… simply refreshing. Memories of underage drinking of cheap beers to last year’s plane rides and cold ales after take off. There’s an idea that enjoying a cold beer just feels normal. Not drinking to get wasted. Just a sample of cold, liquified fermentation has become a part of my dietary desires.

Chilled, crisp and exactly what was needed to start my weekend. A small break from responsibilities. A mental vacation away from the hustle and bustle of moving trains.

Happy Friday to my Readership! This glass is raised to you!

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