as i rub my eyes, and scratch my butt, I stumble and zig-zag my way to the bathroom, making sure to body check every door jam on the way. I piss in the dark, getting about 90% of the piss on the toilet seat.
when all is said and done, i fish my cigarette pack out of the pants i was wearing the night before, and throw myself onto my couch, and there i stay, like a wet rag.
after i hang up on the onslaught of wrong number phone calls, and open my front door to scream at the maintenance men who are making too much noise... i might decide to actually put clothes on, and go out to see how many parking tickets i have accumulated in the last 24 hours.
welcome to my wake up ritual.
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