Everyone drinks for a reason.
Some like the taste; it chills others out, and there are those that grow in confidence. Then you have the oxymoron lovers believing social experiences are not worth remembering without it, and those that think a bottle of red wine removes stress caused by money. People fear not having enough; others fear losing what they have, and a select few fear about having too much.
They say money is the root of all evil. I’m not so sure. But, it’s the root of every gnarly looking tree in my backyard. I always knew my Dad was full of shit when he said money didn’t grow on trees.