I've begun my annual fall ritual of self-medicating.
Drinking more, smoking more than I should, sleeping more.
Perhaps it's just as simple as losing
an extra hour of daylight that causes this.
Whatever it is, it's like clockwork. Almost.
I want to write in my journal, smoke, and drink.
I want to drink until I'm sober again.
Alas, one of the reasons I don't
(besides all of the "proper" reasons not to binge drink)
drink as much as the little people
in my ears tell me to,
is because I dread, nay FEAR hangovers!
Drinking more, smoking more than I should, sleeping more.
Perhaps it's just as simple as losing
an extra hour of daylight that causes this.
Whatever it is, it's like clockwork. Almost.
I want to write in my journal, smoke, and drink.
I want to drink until I'm sober again.
Alas, one of the reasons I don't
(besides all of the "proper" reasons not to binge drink)
drink as much as the little people
in my ears tell me to,
is because I dread, nay FEAR hangovers!
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