I am very different than I used to be. The past two nights I've walked past countless bars feeling absolute relief that I didn't have to set foot inside any of them. I've felt giddy over the realization that my only obligation was to go home and be 100% alone. Until a few years ago, my sole purpose in life was to be in a bar on a night like this, drinking and talking and drinking and talking and drinking and drinking and drinking and drinking. Now, the mere thought of that behavior exhausts me into a coma.