no.. its 4am. and I am awake.
I always win, although it is just a question of how long it takes .
last week gave me a beat down. but, to be fair, it was the best week in a while. the troubles were just . . . more concentrated.
I can't think in terms of weeks. Weeks don't exist. This bottle exists, right here right now. Tomorrow is a hangover. Tomorrow is tomorrow.