I just ate a piece of bread with some cheese. It didn't taste very good and not because the flavor was off.
Nope.
I bought a bottle of Absolut vodka tonight. I was just looking at it thinking that it would taste like vomit.
Everything I look at in terms of food or drink just makes me want to vomit.
I've been telling people that I might not be sober tonight since I can't stand thinking and being alone. But alcohol doesn't appeal any more. Yet there's nobody who isn't involved in my whole momentary nightmare of an existence who could ease my suffering.
I need security and my world is a mess.
I'm going to stop whining and do something vegetative in the hopes that I'll be put in some sort of no-thinking trance and will waste away the hours until I can sleep. If I can sleep.
Posted by iain at July 23, 2006 08:35 PM