"I may not be where I want but at least I'm not where I was."

Its funny how things have a way of humbling a person.  I suppose these things are different for each person based on his/her beliefs.  Some people would call it God, the Universe, Karma, whatever floats your boat.  I tend to think its all of the aforementioned.  

I was at the grocery store earlier this evening around 7pm.  Getting the weekly groceries and such.  As I was in line checking out, I see a woman about my age come speed-walking in.  I mean this woman was definitely on a mission.  So much so that she couldn't be bothered to come in through the Entrance-which was another 20' or so past the Exit that she came through.  

I was finished checking out and was on my way to the car when this same woman came from behind me, still in a rush.  She was parked close enough to me that I was able to get a better look at her...and smell.  I looked over and thought "Holy shit, I know that look."  The woman had some serious shaking going on.  I'm surprised that she was able to get the key into the hole in the door.  She looked like death warmed over and smelled like alcohol, hard liquor.  
 She took off like a bat outta hell and was speeding like a maniac down the road.

I know what old girl was doing.  I know that look and odor all too well.  Her mission was to find liquor...and FAST!  Girlfriend was in withdrawal.  I'm sure that she made a beeline to the liquor store which is inside of the grocery store.  It was closed, today is Easter.  My question is why didn't she just get some beer, wine or lower content adult beverage?  Of course that's probably my alcoholic thinking, though.  Sure when I drank I liked Gin, Rum, Vodka but in a pinch I had to qualms with settling for some wine.  (Chardonnay, Merlot & Barolos have a higher alcohol content than most other wines-by the way)  

Maybe this woman wasn't an alcoholic.  Maybe she was just a problem drinker with a bad hangover.  Who knows.  Regardless, I'm glad my days of going through that routine are over.  Depending on the situation, this was an every  day event for me...if not more often. (Running out of my supply and racing to get more)  The horrible shaking and auditory hallucinations when one's blood alcohol level has dipped too low.

Yes, today was just a friendly little reminder of where I used to be.  It humbled me and made me VERY grateful that I'm no longer there.