Monday Morning

A friend of mine from high school once took a bad combination of prescribed and non-prescribed medication with a quarter of something else. She described a peaceful wonderful feeling of contentment. A dreamy happiness. A effemeral world where she was loved and loving.

Then the adrenaline hit her system and she came to in the ER. The nurses and doctors were cutting off her clothes, putting needles in her veins and trying to get a tube down her throat. Everyone was screaming, lights and noises were going off, her mother was crying in the corner and the bed was cold as ice. She started crying wanting to get back to the happy albeit unsustainable and untenable world.

That's what my Monday now feels like after Wine Festival Weekend.

Stay You.
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