morning after.

i wouldn't have even thought any of last night happened if i hadn't (again) woken up fully clothed.

i think i lost my zippo. sacrifice to the dieties of maker's mark and dancing, i suppose.

some mornings, i'm amazed i survive at all.

yeah, i have no idea what happened last night. and most of me thinks it's better that way.

but it was a very happy birthday to me.