WHAT THE FUCK WAS I THINKING!?

Good morning and happy Saturday my homies and homettes. I hope that you get to enjoy your day, the way that you deserve… to the fullest. As far away as you can get, from all the bullshit and nonsense that goes around.

Yesterday, while I was sitting on the toilet in the salt mines taking a shit, it hit me… No, I wasn’t constipated or had diarrhea. The question that came to my mind was, during my professional weekend binge drinking alcoholic career, how much time had I actually spent drinking Vs how much time I had I spent dealing with a fucked up hangover? When I did the math, which to be honest, I’m not so good at. I figured out, that when I drank, I just drank for a couple of hours, but then spent days, feeling sick like a motherfucker, from a fucked up hangover.

My point? WHAT THE FUCK WAS I THINKING!? WHAT THE FUCK WAS I DOING!?

Today Is My 29th Sober Day!