Heard a joke once: Man goes to doctor. Says he's depressed. Says life seems harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in a threatening world where what lies ahead is vague and uncertain. Doctor says "Treatment is simple. Great clown Pagliacci is in town tonight. Go and see him. That should pick you up." Man bursts into tears. Says "But, doctor...I am Pagliacci." Good joke. Everybody laugh. Roll on snare drum. Curtains. Fade to black.Rorschach - Watchmen
I did hard to get myself high on alcohol but again and again I fail myself. Being in emotional low, I really couldn't find the kick in my alcohol, I am only getting more and more tired of drinking and not even close to happy on my fatigue. Yesterday, I pushed myself to the very end, got drunk, got really tired, and I simply shut down, it's like a sudden death.
I can't recall anything I did yesterday pass my shut down point, that's something rare, something that never happen before in my life. Thanks to my friends who take good care of me when I was dead. People who drove me back, people who watch my back when I was sleeping, thank you.
Escape from work, just sleep for god knows how many hours, yet I am still unable to feel revitalized. Going back to sleep now... Good night world, hope I wake up a better person.
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