Jul 28, 2006 23:07
Have you ever woken up in the morning and not remembered what you did the night before?
Sometimes I wish it happened more often. Some mornings you wake up with the knowledge of exactly what you did the night before, and knowing that? Makes even the strongest person wish it could all just blur along the edges. Not even a night of binge drinking can erase the mistakes I've made. Made more than my share of them too, probably some of your share as well.
Ended up in Australia with more than a few nights worth forgetting. I had woken up that night with a knock on a door of a hotel room I wasn't paying for, and took a ride with a man that couldn't tell me his own name. I was given a name that wasn't mine, drove a car to a house that I didn't live at. Watched a man that wasn't familiar knock on a door I'd never see again and talk to a woman I'd never meet.
It would rain and pour, but it wouldn't wash away that night.
Doesn't matter though right? Not here at least. There's not enough booze on this rock to even get me drunk, let alone to the point of not remembering any of it.
Sometimes though doesn't hurt to wish.