What's My Drug Of Choice?

Nights like this are both amazing and frustrating all at once. In the springtime when the weather just starts to warm up my insides begin to race. It's on these first warm nights that I want to go out and get wild. Maybe it's evolutionary, maybe it's just me but the drive to get out of the house and get into whatever I can just takes over. This feeling is something that drove my drinking for years. The desire to be out of the house and around people was my real drug of choice. I still have that desire but I no longer have the mode or the help to reach my destination. I need something new in my life to fill that void...