I feel like I've had a brain enema. Like all the shit that was sitting on my mind has been flushed. And there was a lot of it. I dunno. Maybe it's just the effects of the beer I drank last night. I've noticed hangovers are good at putting things in perspective. You never see as clearly as you do when you're lying hungover on someone's loungeroom floor and there's nowhere to go and nothing to do. It lets you see all the cracks and all the dirt clogging them up. Or maybe I'm honestly losing it. I've joked about it for years as a way of getting attention, but this might really be it. The horror. The horror.