One sober night...

This is an odd night since I'm quite sober regardless this searing crave to drink... heaven is a cold bottle of vodka.

A little intro, I'm a 27 years old, male, and I've been into alcohol the last 12 years of my life but I've been a hard drinker -alcoholic- the past 3 years.

Nope, I don't live in an english-speaking country, I live in México. That somber backward country that produces that godly beverage named mezcal, one of the best alcoholic drinks that you can find.
Harder than tequila, blessed by tragedy and soaked in blood, mezcal -just like vodka and whiskey- is the soul of the alcoholic.

So, join me this journey to the end of the night... and who knows, maybe, I could find deliverance...