Enticed by the bitter sweetness of hops.
Looking at his reflection through a fun house mirror.
Everything seems to sway.
The dance of intoxication is beginning.
Laughter is ringing much louder than normal.
A mis-step and the ground comes up to meet him.
“Excuse me sir do you need help?” a blurry humanoid asks.
He stammers “I’m fine”
He pushes through the gravity and staggers on his way.
A screech penetrates deep into the depths of his mind.
He slumps down beside his car as his child inside is needing.