The best drinking sessions are the ones that arent planned to be taken to excess. Hence the chase for that next drink, being caught in the moment. Its a log to the kindle of conversation, and once you reach that upper plataeu, every ounce of elixir, is a sledgehammer to the levee of the soul. Until the morn arises over the eave of consciousness, and the tide of regret dashes along the eroded shore.