I knew I had plans to spend the afternoon with my friend in Niagara. He comes here about once a month or so, just to keep me sane. He pays for my meal and usually some dollar-store gadgets just to keep my life interesting.
Last night, I took drugs and ended up not falling asleep, so naturally, I took more drugs to stay up today and be active and friendly. I think I probably took more than needed including a few pipes and a healthy boof. I didn’t feel too tired at first, but I was clearly more zombie-feeling than personable. I went through the motions instead of having full rich conversations like I would have for a regular visit.
Then I started to crash as the afternoon carried on. I need to sleep. I ended up asking to come home early and sleep. I felt bad, but it will pass after sleep.