I am now thirty-one years old. I spent the better part of my morning sleeping off a hangover, spent most of my day (up to and including now) feeling physically and mentally listless. This is because I spent my night last evening drinking too much. The night ended in a blur. I don’t remember getting home. I don’t remember eating leftover pizza when I got home but I saw the empty pizza box this morning when I was looking around my kitchen for something to make me feel better. I saw an embarrassing text message on my phone that I had sent. I rolled over and went back to bed.
It rained all day and all evening yesterday. That means something, what exactly though I am not sure.