I have to stop

I went out for a beer with the devil. I was tired. Very tired! I felt empty and lonely. I didn’t want to go home. So I said yes to the beer with that colleague. 

I don’t remember much from last night. Beer after beer after beer after beer! At one point I started buying drinks to a women who sat at a table. I was at the bar! I asked for pen and paper. I swapped a few written messages on paper with that woman. After the third one, she stopped answering. 

That woman went home or to another place. The devil went home. I sat alone at the bar and drank. I smoked a cigar and saw another woman alone at a table. I started talking with her. I don’t remember what we talked. 

I returned to the bar. I passed out!