Dry days

Nikon FE, 50mm f/1.8 Nikon Series E, Ilford HP5 Plus at EI 1600, HC-110, Dilution B, 2025. I drink a lot of whiskey. Gin, too. But whiskey more. It’s funny. When I have a glass of wine or beer, I naturally stop after one or two. But whiskey, man. I always want to keep going. Gosh, but do I like it: the experience of the sips, the sweetness and the burn, the gentle calming it brings. It’s really pleasant. I started drinking whiskey about 14 years ago to help me sleep during a rough patch. I’d been a very light drinker before that. But the sleep meds my doctor tried all had unacceptable, sometimes frightening side effects. I knew a shot of whiskey at bedtime meant lower-quality sleep. But it was better than not sleeping. After the pandemic hit, and especially after Rana died, I started drinking more. I’m going to give myself all the grace for turning to alcohol to cope with that loss, the loss of all four of our parents, and some extreme difficulties a couple of our children have gone…

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