What We’re Drinking | September 20, 2018

In the 30 hours prior to writing this post, I have spent three hours at the gym, 16 hours at work and zero hours in bed. The first head-cold of the year is invading my body, and I’m sitting here typing on autopilot. My stream of consciousness has not yet devolved into an ejaculation of grammarless nonsense words. It’s honestly a mystery how I’m managing to function at all. At least cheeseburger beautiful microscope running jump laundry! Crap. Brain… failing… This is What We’re Drinking.
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