You’re hung-over. Not you-regret-every-bad-decision-that-you’ve-ever-made-in-my-life-hung over, but you’re nowhere near sober. You’re hungry and nauseated. Your mouth feels dry. Your body aches, like an 87-year-old-participating-in-a-Spartan-Obstacle-Race-with-a-baby-elephant-tethered-to-your-back aches. You need sustenance,…
She’s of that disposition Loquacious and rich In antique fantasy Divergent with the occasion To cycle back into fashion Like the hearty flavor of oat Soaked full with…