“Why do you love music?”

“It’s because… like… well, I’ve just… music has always been a huge part of my life, and I don’t… Why can’t I think of anything to say?

I stood rigid, wringing my hands in front of my teacher’s desk, baffled that I couldn’t put my passion into words.

“I’m guessing no one’s ever asked you that question before,” Mr. Ramos said with a knowing sort of smile.

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Your Friend is an Alcoholic

Your friend is an alcoholic.

An ex-convict and alcoholic, to be exact. Two years ago, he was arrested for multiple DUIs and an incident at a bar that ended in a black eye and bloody nose (and you should have seen the other guy.) Today, he’s living in a halfway house, trying to kick his addiction and take back his life.

Your friend is a drug addict.

He’s been living on the streets for years, buying and selling and getting high and crashing low. He comes to you every once in a while, and you clean him up, let him stay in your house, encourage him to get better. He never does–but you hope that someday, someday he might be receptive.

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