this morning #1034.

this morning, for a brief moment after i peeled my eyes open, i had no idea where the hell i was. then it all came rushing back. there was an attempted walk home from the bar. there was the lack of energy to do so. some frustration in calling a car. the relief in finally getting one. taking it to my friend’s place instead of heading home because hers was the last address that i’d taken a car to. passing the hell out on this here couch. waking up in this here fog, her tiny dog staring up at me from under the coffee table. i hope i didn’t cause her much trouble. i’m pretty sure that i didn’t wake her. when i heard the shower shut off, i knew that my answer was imminent.