When I opened my eyes that Saturday morning in Denver, I could heard the Nine Inch Nails song “Hurt” resonate in my head. Not the original by Trent Resnor, but the mournful country cover as performed by Johnny Cash.
I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that’s real
My head was ringing; I hadn’t felt a hangover like this in years. This pain and nausea I could only blame on myself. I would love to simply write off this hangover to over-drinking, but to do that would be an injustice to the phenomenal beers I consumed during the day prior. To blame my unsure steps and unclear judgment on alcohol itself would be like rewarding the brilliance of a sunrise to the color orange. There was a lot more going on here, much more depth than just the color orange. Read the rest of this entry »
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