Athena Ramirez

The first thing that pulled me out of my heavy sleep was my pondering head. My body felt like it had been crushed by a truck. My flick my heavy eyelids open and flinch at the glaring morning light. Yellow sunlight is streaming in through the windows. My head pounds, and my mouth is dry and sour and any slight movement I made , made my head throb terribly.

Shit!

I drank past my limit last nightt?

I’m not a heavy drinker. A few glasses of wine to take the edge off after work was about as tipsy as I can or ever get. I don’t have time...