Peaked.
Been there. Done that. If you can relate to this entry... isa lang masasabi ko.... adik! ******************* I stumbled out of the cabana as fast as I could. I simply needed air. And space. Lots of it. When I reached the porch, I held on to the banister as I tried to pull myself together. Fuck! This was not a good idea! Fuck! It wasn't supposed to feel this way! My head was pounding and I felt my stomach lurch as the alcohol took its toll. I couldn't see straight. It's not even an hour yet! I closed my eyes, and I tried to relax. I took long deep breaths, trying to make sure I had enough air circulating in my lungs and in my veins. After 2 minutes I could feel the tension dissipating from my arms, my back. I was feeling better with every breath. When I felt steady, I straightened myself and took stock of my surroundings. There was a steady wind, and I could taste the salt in the air. I gingerly took a few steps toward the stairs that led to the darkness and the beach in f...