You Don’t “Give Up” Alcohol — You Break Free

Get busy living or get busy dying

No one gets out of prison and says they “gave up” jail. Leaving requires no effort — just a good friend to pick you up and drive you away in a beat-up Honda Civic.

But you’d gladly walk away on foot if you had to even if all you had were those prison sandals.

No one stays in jail for “fear of missing out” or decides to hang around because their friends are there.

Sure, sometimes you need a vacation, a break, or to “get away” — but no one decides to go to jail on sabbatical. It might break up the monotony of a stressful day for a few hours, but it’s a terrible place to clear your head. No one seeks imprisonment to escape.

They just get out of Dodge (or Honda) and watch the hoosgow disappear in the rearview mirror — forever grateful to be free.

The only real difference between alcohol and jail is that alcohol does a remarkable job of convincing you to stay.

The bars are invisible.

Ok — maybe not all of the bars.