The Journey is the Destination
When I write these blogs they often evolve from their muddled, embryonic form into some kind of mini personal revelation. It’s a process that leads to greater clarity, the type of clarity that I struggle with, unless I am journaling and scrutinising my overcrowded mind. However, clarity alluded me a few days ago when someone in a bar asked me a pretty straightforward question, ‘why did you quit alcohol?' I was taken by surprise, not by the question, but my inability to deliver the killer answer having spent 3.5 of the last 5 years living AF. I stumbled over the question like a floundering interviewee desperately trying to recall the mic drop answer, before eventually spewing out an old story about binge drinking and mobile phones with the conviction of a feather in the wind. Seeking to salvage something from this missed opportunity to spread the joys of living AF, I thought hard about why it can be so difficult to explain something that I have given so much time to understanding o...