If you wait until tomorrow, it will still be now, only then.
The decision will be no more easy then, than now.

It would seem much easier to make a sincere commitment
to totally abstain for two hundred years than to say never, ever again.

Try it:
Make a plan to resume drinking in two hundred years.
Decide exactly what you will drink (or use) in 2196
to celebrate two centuries of abstinence.

See?

The Beast is quite stupid, so you can trick it this way.

But your Beast can live comfortably with a plan
for two hundred years of abstinence, even though you will be dead by then.
It just doesn't get the time part.  It is functionally immortal,
and doesn't understand that you will die.

To your Beast, time is just a commodity
to wear you down, to tire you out,
to look for perfect opportunities,
and to shorten the days, so that it will not suffer deprivation for long.

Knowing that, you are armed for the kill.


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