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asocial

My Monday night is going quite slow. On wasted evenings such this one, I partake in a seldom enjoyed glass of wine, and spend the majority of my evening tidying the house. I can’t think of anything else to do with the time, except renew an interest in my parent’s vinyl collection. There’s something about the grainy quality of vinyl that makes evenings such as this one seem so ephemeral. I suppose that could also be attributed to the wine.

Most people who drink on occasion, describe themselves as social drinkers. I am, however, an asocial drinker. The wine I drink, and those that I particularly enjoy, are had alone.