And then I fell face first on the bed and slept off the heaviness that seemed to have started forming in the front of my skull.
Say one thing about me say I'm not big on drinking and yet I indulged idiotically today because it seemed like the thing to do.
God I need to eat something nice, something spicy and something heavy and don't even get me started on tomorrow because it's already depressing me, the thought that the grind begins it's descent into crushing the freakin' optimism out of you come Weekdays.
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