Here I am this morning chugging coffee and listening to some random house music mix I found on YouTube trying to figure out what the heck I’m going to write about today.
Something that’s been on my mind recently is how to re-fall in love with beer. I still love beer. I’m just not in love with it. It’s a good thing that I don’t reach for one every night anymore (it wasn’t quite every night a few years ago but it was def. the majority of nights). It’s a good thing I’m not spending $200+ on beer a month. It’s a good thing I don’t have to go to X event and to X beer release even though somehow I’ve had more Hopslam this year already than the past three years combined.
I miss it though. Well, I think I miss the learning about and the appreciation for something. I could spend those precious hours trying to learn a new language but, at least not right now, it’s not something I’m into. It’s not something I’m in love with.
Over the weekend when I was in Wilmington I had a beer where my “craft beer awakening” happened. I wrote about it the other day. It felt good. It felt like putting on an old cozy t-shirt you had lost in the back of your closet. All of a sudden sitting there in that dark bar I loved beer again. Days later though I have this stupid club music in my ears and this under-half & half-ed coffee in front of me and I’m no longer in love.
Any thoughts on how to re-fall in love with beer?