Peaked.

Been there. Done that.

If you can relate to this entry... isa lang masasabi ko.... adik!

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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 front of me. I took the first step.

Okay, still standing. 2 more.

Once I felt the sand underneath my feet, I was on steady ground.

I walked a few paces until I came to a coconut tree. I leaned onto it with my arm. Then I saw the full moon. I wondered why I didn't see it earlier when I was in the porch, and then I realized that the coconut tree was blocking the view and the light.

I saw a star... and another... and another... then another... each star I saw was brighter than the first one!

Woooow. 'stig.

Couldn't look down. All I saw were stars and lights.

It was a clear night. Good for peaking.

And that was what I was... peaked.