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War  ·  2783 days ago  ·  link  ·    ·  parent  ·  post: Writing With Refugee: Day 14

My bed. My stomach churned from last night's shenanigans. My beds cool embrace soothed the mind. I had pushed it too far yesterday, but I didn't think it would be a huge deal. I honestly wasn't capable of doing much for most of the day besides passing in and out of consciousness in bed. While the entire endeavor wasn't comfortable I knew that my lack of sleep coupled with the comfort of my mattress would do their best to make this hangover as painless as possible. Church was comforting, and helped me get a grip on time again.