Hangover
When was the last time you woke up at six, not knowing what to do with the starting day? When was it you last embarrassed your sober friends because, I quote, “… and you talk too loud”? As for sleeping, I have been sleeping in the car and where not. Turns out I am the kind that wakes up with a mark of the remote embedded on his forehead. I remember, as in separate memories,
Romerican calling and
Tina saying she needs a drinking buddy. Well,
there I was.
