Perspective | I hit a wall and tasted wine. Then I attempted ingesting it beneath hypnosis.

Touch upon this story remark When the four-legged plum appeared, I noticed one thing unusual was happening. I drank a modest Burgundy, a Grenache mix that beneath different circumstances I might have regarded as nearly my normal appraisal of a weeknight wine once I need to spend some personal time with my pricey spouse. A…