I wake up at around 8am which is usual for me. The room is extremely cold, and the blankets not as soft and comfortable. I stare at the ceiling and realise that my room looks extremely different this morning. Then I remember that I'm not in my room, I'm not even home.

Bits and pieces of the night before began to form in my mind, and I continue staring at the ceiling as I try to weave them all chronologically. A trip to Heroes where I got reunited with another ex-involvement, a drive to the Groove where I joined the Boobie contest, and got invited to a hot tub party. I think I kissed someone there, or was it part of the dream I had after I passed out.

There was no after party for me however, my "friends" stole my car keys, and placed me with able hands in a corporate apartment. I was carried to and from the car onto what would be my bed for the night. He even took my shoes off and covered me with blankies. Though I feel fairly offended for getting babysitted, apologetic for being a hassle, I am also very very grateful for the kind of treatment only those close to me would offer when I'm obliterated, stupid, and throwing drunken hissy fits. He even checked on me early the next morning, hand on my forehead, "Just seeing if you're okay....We'll get coffee on our way to get your car."

All morning I dwelled on the embarassment I had made myself. There was no right thing to say to recover the reputation I had built. I would never be viewed the same by any of them, I thought. I was driven to my car, and not knowing wether to apologize for the umpteenth time or to defend my actions, all I could think to say was, "Thanks...for the nice ride, in the nice car." Not even able to look him in the eye, thinking "Now I really need to quit my job." But he stood there, and he had on a genuine smile. It was a smile of pure amusement in understanding. Just to emphasize the importance of that smile allow me to repeat what it was. Pure amusement IN understanding. Those that know me will know what kind of weight that will carry in my heart and soul. To those that need a more extensive explanation, I am more than willing to discuss this over a cup of coffee.

Needless to say, I sit here in front of my computer, sipping coffee and, aside from the splitting headache, completely at ease. Early this morning Life delivered a new wonder before me, and with so much of the day left I can't help but have hope that there is more to come.