Of love and dreams to share. (Day 5)

And speaking of lubrication, behind door number five is… a bottle of red wine!

This has long been one of my favorite pleasures. It’s warm, it’s comforting, it’s complex. It’s deep and organic, and it’s more than a little relaxing. What could be more perfect than passing a bottle around with friends on a chill winter’s night?

Sounds like I’m talking about pot, doesn’t it? And while that’s nice too (and the combination of the two can be especially pleasant) I think I’d still choose the mellow red wine buzz over that of weed at this stage of my life. I definitely prefer drinking to inhaling, and there’s something about the effect of wine flowing through the body (by way of the throat and stomach) that trumps that of any kind of smoke inhalation, as far as I’m concerned. Plus, no unpleasant after-effects.

Oooh, and all those antioxidants!

Now where’s my corkscrew…