My plan was to start drinking at a certain time in order to wake up at a proper time. Alas, it's almost 1:00am and I'm up. Merry Christmas.
The phone was on my face when I got up... I must've fallen asleep on someone.
Drunk sleep is kinda sweet in the way that the blankets never move, and it seems to be had all on my face. The pillows get backed up against the headboard and there are still a bunch of items both on the bed and in my pockets. It's a very peaceful state.
I should drink more.
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