Played a board game with friends on a Saturday night. It was complicated, it was stationary, it was fun. It's good to remind myself having fun in a social situation doesn't need an edge of adrenalin. I did not feel pumped up at this table like you get at the poker table. Actually no, one time. There's a rule in this game that if there is a tie situation, the king who is a third player makes a decision. I had been the King the first game and crushed every one. I won it easily. Now in the second game everyone gunned for me. I was in a tie situation and the King made his decision. He dramatically paused. And the universe expanded in time a choice that would benefit or hurt me. I was 99.99% to lose there was this chance. He looked at me and my breath actually caught. He chose the other guy and I lost the battle.
That rush, knowing you're bound to lose but there's this chance. That's gambling. True gamblers feel nothing when they bet everything knowing they cannot lose. Four of a kind is boring. But putting ten cents on the line on a half court shot? When that ball is the air? When there is a moment when something unlikely will occur? That's the essence of the rush for me.
Day seven. Internet experts say that day seven is a low point. It's when your body hits you with cravings, needs, to have that pleasure giver reintroduced into your system. Well, today I will not gamble. And I'm hoping I don't gamble tomorrow. We will see. I certainly drank and smoke last night. I went through five rum and cokes two screwdrivers and a pitcher of beer. I had two cigars. Socialization was a thing I needed. And here I can go both ways on the whole social drinking/smoking thing. Ill say that, for now, quitting smoking is back burners to the second half of my thirty days.
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