Woke up this morning with a sudden urge to drive my head through a wall. Could hardly imagine why but then... ARRRrrghhhh the horror!!
You know how alcohol lowers one's inhibition? Well I will totally vouch for that. When I came home at 2 am this morning, turned on the computer.. tu tu dooo....things are still going fine. Until I deciced to write an email...a pathetic drunken one at that, professing love and whatnot.
Just let me say that, in the light of day...I am mortified. What the hell? Guess despite it all, these episodes do add drama to life. One simply cannot say that I have not lived my life to the fullest and in exactly the fashion I intended.
So, no man. No regrets.
I may be embarassed to my wit's end but man, the rush. At least I'm feeling something as opposed to the blahness of boredom. Gots to find myself a different kinda rush. One less emotionally taxing. But then...lol...what's the point. A rush is only a rush because it pushes our limits in every sense.
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