Partied too hard. Oops

I thought I could recover from last night’s bender by eating some strawberries. They did not taste good…

I may have gone a bit hard on the relaxing and celebrating. Who knew that I would need to nap most of today to recover from one and a half bottles of Blue Moon! I’m such a lightweight.

I kind of feel bad about wasting so much of my Sunday. Part of me feels so guilty that I want to do it more — to take in this identity of the “lazy loser” and validate it by eating some pot gummies and sleeping in past my shift tomorrow.

The fact that this desire comes up after a successful writing project is something that I really want to look into.

But for now, I’m going to end it here. I need to use the rest of my energy to quiet that self-destructive part of my mind. The easiest way to do that is to get away from any kind of stimulation — tv, internet, and even creativity.

If you’ll excuse me, I’m going to lie down and meditate. Post mortem on that hiking post will come later. I’ll keep you all up to date.