Cloud Mermaiden

from lungs to head and thought to heart, hovering over me like elegant white lace

Notes

I was wasted last night and I have wasted my entire day trying to recover.

Boy band power hour is brutal.

Things I have done in attempts to end the hell in my body today:

-Popped the obvious over the counter pain pills

-Drank a shit-ton of water

-Sipped pickle juice

-ate a pasta lunch

-rolled around in agony

-vacuumed

-ate a greasy dinner

-coffee, soda

-water

-nap

-bathtub

It is almost 8 and I still feel like death. 27 is hangover city.