On Friday, I was feeling better, but not great. Good enough to have a nice long talk with the Professor, but then I had to go to bed. So, since we were going to eat lunch with our parents for Dad’s birthday in Vincennes, I took Nyquil. Oh lord.
It took me until we got until Vincennes to sober up. Honestly, I can’t believe that people do that recreationally. I couldn’t tell if I was asleep or awake. I still felt like crap, but also so groggy.
It was terrible. And I feel worse today than I did on Friday.
I should have never taken the Nyquil.
I had some other stuff to say, but I can’t remember what.
In Vincennes, even the grass was icy.