I lived a life that was crazy and drama filled when I was drinking. I was always at a bar or a party, surrounded by people that were also drinking. We looked like a herd of cattle running toward a trough, but the trough was full of Corona. Conversation was just a side activity while we focused on our main goal of getting drunk. The more beer we had, the better the conversations got. By 2am, some of our friends would drive away to their respective homes while others would pass out on the couch and in any room they could find available. Inevitably, there would be a stray pair of shoes, socks and occasionally a shirt laying outside for someone to claim the next day.