For The Establishment

The mornings were not always the most severe—but they were the most desperate. I would be fine for a few minutes, as long as I lay perfectly still in my nest on the ground. The moment I went to move, however, the shaking began. It was only visible in my hands, a telltale sign of an alcoholic in withdrawal, but I felt the reverberations throughout my entire body. Maybe that’s why I started sleeping on the ground in the first place. When your whole body chatters like teeth in sub-zero weather, lying prostrate on the floor is as steady as you’re going to feel. (continued)