opaline

saturday night. tonight i got acquainted with the mythical green fairy.

van gogh, baudelaire, wilde, verlaine. i am disappointed. where is this magic you all speak of?

somewhat over dramatised and over rated i would say. i was hoping for the hallucinations that the great bohemians wax lyrical about. but after 7 glasses, all i found was a very intense buzz, not much different than that of an ethanol high and a mouth tasting like i had too much aniseed cough syrup, like i just consumed a gigantic bag of hacks in one sitting.

so, probably 68% abv is not enough to drive a me over the edge. so now i am on a quest to look for a 80% abv. yes, i have an experimental death wish like that. my curiosity gets the best of me, most of the time.

and then maybe, maybe i can truly understand this elixir that they call absinthe…

With Flowers, and with Women,
With Absinthe, and with this Fire,
We can divert ourselves a while,
Act out our part in some drama.

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