My appartment 1:44 pm

In Feeling of the moment, Writing on 2011/12/10 at 17:47

I’m lying curled up in a little ball on the cold, hard bathroom floor,  it seems to be the only way to keep the nausea at bay; the toilet bowl is only inches away, just in case I need to throw up, all I have to do is raise my head. This is the worst hangover I had  since, well I can’t remember the last time I felt this bad, it was probably some time in the beginning of the year so at least six months ago. Here, in a fetal position on the floor, I remember exactly what it was that made me promise myself to never get more than slightly drunk in all of 2010 and I immediately repeat that decision for 2012.  Woe is me, for there is nothing I can do, I just have to suffer through this, and suffer I do.


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