I can’t imagine being a Meth addict. I’ve seen the effects of that, on body, mind and spirit: Zombies come to mind. We neighborhood drunks are far from that, although not that far. Alcohol rots us from the inside out. Our brains and vital organs take the greatest hit. Alcohol dementia awaits the oldest of our bunch — and that’s irreversible, folks, once it sets in. I think I’m on the verge of that. I still have hope, however, to back away from the brink, before its too late. I do hope. I’ll drink to that! Haha!