A lot is an understatement. When I woke up at 8AM, I wanted to close the curtains and to open the window, because the light accelerated the headache and there was no air. But I was in way too much pain to actually get up, so I dreamed of opening the window and closing the fucking curtains about five or six times and then realized that, nope, just a dream.
My priorities have to be overlooked, and I don't think my body is able to cope with all the drinking and smoking and irregular sleeping.
Here's me being shocked at my own actions.
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