Ow

I kind of like hangovers.

I don’t drink often, so when I do it makes me present in time.

The days change.

Yesterday I forget-

But the throbbing headache is a reminder of last night.

I don’t remember what I had for breakfast a few days ago.

But I know what happened last night.

or an idea of it.

The trajectory of it.

Don't know how I got this bruise on my leg.

But,

all in moderation of course.

To break the monotony.