DAY 217: Mary Land, Day 3.

I’m in a very ugly place right now.

This morning we got up, our bodies hating us for what we did to them last night. Some people ate breakfast, but the only thing I could force down was a banana and two strawberries.

From 12-4pm we all sat around the study, curled up in chairs, paralyzed in rockers, and passed out on the floor.

The car ride home was two hours of hell. I did my best not to fall asleep, as I did not want to be rude to Chris, who was brave enough to drive us home.

We finally got back around 6:30. I wanted to take a nap, but my body would not shut down now that I needed it to. There is absolutely nothing I want to do right now. Even my normal addictions: TV, internet, food, do not interest me.

I’ve been sitting in my room listening to all of my Radiohead CDs and I think I’m going crazy.

Don’t party hardy, kids. Your body, which felt so good the night before, will seek revenge the next day. Especially once you get to the late end of your 20’s.