I woke up. Face pressed against the white tiles of a Torontonian restroom. My head hurt like a motherfucker. All I could move where my eyelids and my eyeballs. My breathing was out of sync with my heart beat.
Fuck, I thought, where am I?
"Won't someone listen
Nobody gets in
My body's a temple
But nothing is simple
Silence is golden
I have been broken
Something was stolen
Safe in my own skin"
Silence is Golden by Garbage echoed in my head, I had been in the Government. Everything was coming back.
Vodka and Orange Juice. Yeah I had been drinking that all night, that was for sure. I could smell it on me. It was clear now that I had too much to drink and I was now paying for all my sins.
The sun shone through the windows. It must have been around 10 am.
I could smell puke. Yes, it was puke. A mix of hot dogs, vodka, orange juice and cigarettes. I focused my sight on the floor. I wanted to see why my faced was being pressed against my own will. Fucking gravity. I hated gravity so much right now.
I had been standing by the bar of the famous club in Toronto when tons of people began chatting me up, Soon, the rounds of Sex on the Beach had become more than plenty. And I had to escape somewhere less crowded.
I soon felt something fantastic that can only be understood if you have ever done it. The sun on my skin. I gathered all my strength and turned around. Moving my face out of the puddle of puke was something I should have done earlier. However, the rays of sun light felt so good on my naked body.
Wait, I was naked. How did that come to happen? I wondered.
I was resting on my back. Soon the urge to piss came along. I didn't know where I was and the alcohol in my system wanted out.
I let it all out. And with a sigh came a bang on the toilet's door.
Hey, you have to wake up, I need to take a dump so badly.
The voice on the other side commanded me to vacate this room and let life go on. But, how could I when I was pissing all over the place.