Hungover, by 9pm all I have consumed is 1 cup of coffee, and 2 lovingly (home) made pancakes. After which, despite the good intentions behind their creation, I felt sick. I am desperately waiting for a sign that everything will be okay. My hands are clammy, my stomach is twisting in knots; I'm shivering, being a strange and uncomfortable amalgamation of hot and cold.
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