Thoughts on: “Drinking: A Love Story” by Caroline Knapp

When I hear the word alcoholic I usually think about the guy sitting on a park bench, too drunk to notice he peed his pants, but even if he did notice, he would be too disconneced from reality to care. ————– This memoir we meet Caroline, she is another type of alcoholic; a “high functioning”Continue reading “Thoughts on: “Drinking: A Love Story” by Caroline Knapp”