This time I mistakenly took one of my wife's "brain wipe" pills. She usually takes half a pill because it zonks her out right away. I woke up this morning and was wondering why I was walking around in a daze, more so than usual.
|Not quite this bad.|
It's non-narcotic and harmless, and it's slowly starting to lift. A cup of coffee and walk through the cemetery rain ought to cure it.
Hopefully I sleep like a baby tonight, sans any kind of pills.
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