That exchange and its consequence kick off the memoir Pour Me, a Life, Gills chronicle of the space between two events the year between the end of the marriage and the end of drinking. Sober Gill excavates the drunk Gill as much as he can through the clear. Gill, however, is equal to the task: The morning I’m thinking of, I’d pulled the emergency chain on sleep in extremis only begins to capture his drunken dreams and slammed into the daylight.
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