Una cuestión de alcohol

"My name is Julio Ejido and I am an alcoholic. I have been drinking and smoking since I was twelve years old, now I have just turned sixty. This confession has no value since I do not make it to anyone, it has no addressees. And even if I did, I do not For this reason it would acquire the least importance, since I do not consider the value of confession as a relief, or even as a ritual, nor do I value the forgiveness that is requested or granted, I despise it in the same way. I only believe in guilt, in its persistence , in the uselessness of repentance, in how futile the course of life is, in the loss of all illusion, in the moving beauty of some mature women, in a certain harmony of contradictions, in the disappointment of one's own and others, in what that saves you from madness or leads you to it, in the inevitable seduction of chaos and in thirst, in this constant and damn thirst. [...] Why am I going to tell this story to the point where I do ? Because ultimately it is a story with ghosts, and ghosts they fascinate, even if they terrify me. They do not exist, but they accompany us without having been invited. And they go below."