I have a nasty suspicion we’re all going to write the same entry today.
Nicky and Mike over at We Work For Cheese are running a writing challenge during February. And this is day 27! So hey, we’re almost there!
But still, we all like to dream.
My vision is slightly blurred, my voice slurred.
Max and Yavin the badger kneel over me, their faces broadcasting concern. I think we’re in my front room, but I really can’t remember. I don’t recall it spinning this much, certainly.
And that’s why… that’s why I got drunk... I mumble in conclusion, waving the small square of paper and dissolving into cold, sharp, sobbing laughter.
Max takes the paper and glances at it. He chuckles, Wow, this thing has driven him right to the edge. He hands the tear-off calendar square to Yavin. The engineer nods and reaches for his pipe, fumbling the scrap paper, which slowly spirals down; it’s not as important as what it shows.
Their faces now emanate compassion and mild amusement; we all know I’m going to be fine. If a little hungover.
The page reaches the floor, face up, to show its date.
It’s March 1.
The 30M2DoW Challenge is over.
And that’s why I got drunk.
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