~count-zero-overdrive

I can’t remember the last time I was completely sober. It hasn’t been too long, but it’s enough for me to be unable to pinpoint how long it’s been.
Regardless, I have a recollection of the last 3 days, for what it’s worth.

The day 3 days ago:
Three beerholics meet up to go hiking and eat pizza on the mountain. We hiked around 7-9 minutes due to my friend’s poor choice of shoes. Ate the food, drank the beer, killed some spiders that had a tendency of stalking me, until it all turned into a roleplay with a Beirut alcoholic, an urban ballerina, and me - the hyperactive child.

The day 2 days ago:
I got wasted on a bus ride to a town somewhere with my friend. By the time we got there, we were fairly tipsy. What followed was a camp fire in pitch darkness up on a mountain, with the one of the most beautiful skies I had seen. Now I know how a thousand diamonds strewn across a blue blanket look like. And then on some electro party on the same mountain. I just know I strolled around with a beer and a Gauloises in my hand singing “..up on a mountain.. beyond electric dreams..” by Bad Religion.

The day 1 day ago:
I remember having breakfast at our hosts in the town far far away. I remember walking around that town while my friend (also mentioned as the urban ballerina and the person getting drunk with me on a bus) was trying out wedding gowns in stores, pretending she was getting married. And then, I recall some book reading while some hornets are flying around and some 10 year old kids that look like born and raised in Texas are shooting an air-gun near by. And a bus ride back home.

Today:
I just took a shower. Now I have to go to some meeting. I’ll drink more beer. I should cut down on my cigarettes though.
And I don’t think I can remember a lot more than that right now.