Drink, Drank, Drunk

I miss drinking so much that I find myself telling total strangers this un-asked for fact. They tilt their head a little and look at me in that sad “awww, that poor little girl doesn’t have a home” kind of way and say nothing. Why do I even find it necessary to tell anyone about my longing for a drink? It doesn’t make it easier to get through the day and I am beginning to believe that it is making me look like the kid with no friends. I am a moron.