Headache of doom

So there I was, minding my own business when out of nowhere I was attached by a six foot six, 280 pound hangover. Except, I don't recall ever being drunk last night. In fact, I'm sure of it. This is most likely why I have a massive hangover. Lately, the more smashed I get the better I feel the next day. Not too surprising though. If you think about it, once you've trained your body to feel like shit, it becomes your state of normalcy. And man have I put enough time into desecrating my being. But, that's neither here nor there. In truth, I am a happy person. I have an abundance of good things in my life. I'm just not always capable of recognizing them through the fog.