A bad Sunday morning

Woke up this morning sober like shit. It’s an achievement, really. But once bitten twice shy. I ain’t going back to the doctor for the jab again.

The truth about being sober is that you can see the world, so clearly, that you can spot all the wrongs in it & it makes me sad.

So this morning I woke up & was immediately plagued by this unknown melancholy that I couldn’t get rid of.

It’s gonna ruin my Sunday.
Though I always love Sunday mornings, but not this particular one.

Well, I guess not all Sunday mornings are good.

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