I take reasonably good care of myself. I exercise most days. I eat pretty well. I sleep eight hours most nights. I don’t regularly drink very much, or indulge in any other seriously health-compromising behaviours, with the sole exception of smoking about sixty gazillion cigarettes a day.
So WHY, for the last five months or so, have I woken up, every single morning, feeling like someone has kicked me in the fucking head?
Xade will call me a whiner. I don’t care. I’ve really had enough of it.