15 Days

Minutes away from officially clocking 15 days, though I knew the moment I woke up I’d make it. How on earth did I manage so many successive hangovers? We’re probably talking close to two solid years of waking up hungover. No wonder I was depressed.

Had some lingering sadness today, as a matter of fact. Meh. I’m tired. I’ll probe my inner emotions tomorrow.

 
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