at market recently, meandering through liquor isle, trying not to think about that thing that everyone is dealing with
saw bottle of jager, brings back memories, of my 20s
shots after bartending shift at Moose’s
sitting at legends on 2nd st in belmont shore with a friend after work, taking shots and pounding beers
beatdown LAN parties and double shots with Bastard
how long has it been?
ran through last 20 years of my life
moved back to hayward at 29, no
lived in chico, no, i was in my rum phase
moved back to hayward again, no
brentwood vacaville manteca reno no no no no
wow
has it been that long?
had to buy it
got home, put in freezer, but couldn’t wait
one shot, pak9 aww yeah!
come back later for another shot
let linger on tongue, remember the good ol’ days
and another, and another
and the next night, and the next
good ol jager, now it’s gone
thinking about my next bottle