I dreamed I was drunk!

Woke up like what day is it? What time is it? That old familiar feeling of waking up after a blackout and then I’m like wait…I didn’t even drink?

Kind of annoyed that my first sober Saturday was tainted but also a little fascinated. Do you think my (subconscious) brain knew it was Saturday and remembered the pattern?

Anyway I didn’t like that but onward!

IWNDWYT!