What do hangovers feel like?
I don't know, because I've never drank enough to have one.
But the way that I'm feeling right now, is how my imagination considers a hangover to feel like.
I got off work at 6:30am. I haven't slept an adequate amount in days. As I walked to the dorm, the sun had already begun to rise, and in the quiet and my delirium, I thought about how beautiful this time of day was. Where most everyone was still in bed, where I still hadn't yet been able to visit.
Walking to and from class, watching the mouths of my professors move as they lecture, I'm moving through the day feeling as if I am in a lucid dream. My best attempt to romance feeling completely awful.
But the yearbook is done.
Call me. I feel like I haven't seen anyone lately.
I want to talk to you. Can we plan to do something nice and relaxing?
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