So here I am again...

I wake up the light driving into my mind, a broken cigarette still in my lips, a drained bottle of vodka in one hand a lighter in the other, I sit slumped upon my desk, still groggy from what is going on, I do not even remeber when i started drowning my sorrows last eve or was the day before last, time is so relative when it comes to these matters, just a desire to forget where I come from, and where Ive been, and who I have been with.