I woke up this morning and noticed that I had my blog opened up. Did I start writing last night? I thought to myself. No way I did. I was too drunk to walk, let alone type. Yet here was my blog list with an unfinished piece titled "I'm waisted". Intrigued I opened it up to find what it said...."Holy shit now." Thats what it said in it's entirety. Verbatim.
Now I'm not sure what possessed me to try and write, or what topic moved me so- but funny never the less.
Holy shit now- I mean it's so perfect. It's short, to the point, precise. There is emotion, there is reason. Uncontrollably moving. It's a good thing Hemmingway is dead because my genius would melt his face.
Oh alcohol, how I love the fun we have together.
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