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In this whiskey pour, I open up about a kind of hunger that isn’t about food… it’s about being seen, being fed emotionally, and what happens when routine and responsibility bury the connection we crave most.
This episode isn’t about heartbreak or leaving — it’s about naming the loneliness that can live inside love, and the parts of us that still want to feel alive.
If you’ve ever sat across from someone you love and still felt miles away… this pour is for you.
️ I Drink My Coffee Black and My Whiskey Neat — where we don’t shout, we pour.
By Ron EastmanIn this whiskey pour, I open up about a kind of hunger that isn’t about food… it’s about being seen, being fed emotionally, and what happens when routine and responsibility bury the connection we crave most.
This episode isn’t about heartbreak or leaving — it’s about naming the loneliness that can live inside love, and the parts of us that still want to feel alive.
If you’ve ever sat across from someone you love and still felt miles away… this pour is for you.
️ I Drink My Coffee Black and My Whiskey Neat — where we don’t shout, we pour.