I am tipsy. I love this feeling. Somehow it masks everything real. It seems that I am in another world where everything’s OK. I wish I could stay here. This is as close to Utopia as one can get. But then I am still sober enough to realize that I’ll wake up tomorrow to the harshness of reality with a big headache.

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