8 weekends ago, I committed to quitting booze for 1,000 weekends. My old avenues are now foreign landscapes. My stomping-grounds are dens of temptation. I wrestle crippling social anxiety again. I battle boozeless boredom. I can't "take the edge off". I'm teaching myself to try. Sobriety sucks, but h*ck it feels incredible. The morning sun no...