The Hermit

An unshaven drunken figure gazes into what is left of his bottle of Rum. He tries to find light and guidance inside its warm depths while the sun sets over a harsh barren landscape. In his heavily intoxicated state he knows not how he got to this dark lonely place and he is unsure if home lies across land or sea. He is though aware that only in a sober state of mind will he find a way home to salvation. Which will he choose, to be drunk and lost, or sober and found?

Dignified: Perhaps it is time to get on the wagon. Only a period of sober reflection will produce a solution to the problem. If advice has been given take time to fully evaluate it. Perhaps old habits should be sacrificed if you are to progress. Ignorance may be bliss but bliss is not found in a bottle.

Ill dignified: A lonely sole surveys a lonely landscape. With only a bottle for company he mourns his own ignorance. He is drinking to forget but to forget what? He can't remember. Bad habits can nurture an unproductive life. That wise advice was quickly discarded. Hit the bottle too hard and you will hit rock bottom.