7
The morning broke through the bedroom window as I opened my sleepy eyes. Groggy was not the word to describe how I felt, but exhausted and drained of all energy seemed more accurate. I could not hear any thought that seemed to be moving through my mind nor could I understand much. I had fallen into a horrible state since drinking so much the night before. I moved slowly from my place in the middle of the mattress and began dressing. I wish that I could say that this was within my normal capabilities to operate at an optimal level, but I would be lying. My mind and my body seemed to no longer communicate together but in some ways better than before.
No longer would I second guess my decisions whilst in this state, but reaction without consideration, in this case, seemed to be more power
