You know what? I’ve barely even noticed. I don’t miss it all. There’s actually so much stuff to do in the evening and at the weekend that doesn’t revolve around drinking. I went out for a meal and just drank water. I’ve been sleeping so well and getting up so early that I’m never tired and also have all of these extra hours in the day. Those Barry’s classes are just bouncing off me like bullets made of marzipan. The idea of a late-night McDonald’s makes me feel sick. Although not actually sick. Did I mention that I’m not feeling sick, or tired, at all, ever? Or that I just feel great all the time, forever?
