I have never been more intoxicated off any drink, more than I have love. That is an intoxication ripe with passion, the room doesn't spin, your entire reality does. Those drunk goggles and warming heart make everything in life the peak of perfection.
Then the hangover happens. And it lasts. And that once rich canvas of colors takes forever to return to normalcy. So when it does, your tolerance to it rises just that much more. Jaded by the greatest feeling on Earth.
"I am never drinking again.", they say.
Until the next shot of hope is in hand.