I know I'm drinking myself to a slow death, but then I'm in no hurry.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
For most of my life, I've been in a hurry.
I know I can get to the stage where I'm drinking a lot. I tend to be rotten and groggy all day and hanging out for the next drink and five o'clock, ping! I have to just stop.
I'm not afraid of death, but I'm in no hurry to die. I have so much I want to do first.
I don't worry about being in a hurry any more, because my faith in God will always deliver me on time.
One reason why I don't drink is because I wish to know when I am having a good time.
I'm one of the slowest drivers on the road. I mosey along. If you're doing anything too fast, including living life too fast, that creates sudden death. If I have to be somewhere on time, I make sure I leave early enough.
All it takes is one drink to mess with the way you drive - it clouds your judgment and slows your reflexes. Don't take any chances. It just isn't worth it.
When I stopped drinking, it was only because I thought if I don't stop, I'm going to die.
I'm never going to be fast, and nobody will ever mistake me for being fast.
My doctor tells me I should start slowing it down - but there are more old drunks than there are old doctors so let's all have another round.