Hang-Over

"Trust your instincts," a colleague advised me today after a rather rough day at work today.

I initially had advised the office that I wouldn't be going to work but I changed my mind because there were things I needed to do (interview Gonzalez, write the story I pitched, etc. etc. .. life).

I was nursing an aching stomach (because of last night's binge) and had thought it would be better if I just rested at home.

But I did go to work and was, as expected, a little short on energy. I tried exercising (the way I understand it, which was to go to the mall to walk ehehehee) but that just left me a little more exhausted.

And now for the killer:
I did what I shouldn't have been doing since two years ago. Wouldn't be very specific about it here, suffice it to say that I've been warned.

And so, I'm back where I used to be. It's as if two years were only yesterday. But I guess, that's how I know how to learn my lesson, inflict the same pain over and over again until I am numb.

Until I am able to forget.

But then again, I may already have, and this is just a hang-over, in more ways than one.
POSTSCRIPT

I will be transferring to a new house in November. I will be sharing it with two other officemates. The prospect of a new environment and a sembleance of being in a home (actually living with other people) excite me. Planning to buy a new bed. Scouting for one already. I should find the best affordable one I could get. It's where new memories are made.