Makes No Sense at All

I have spent every minute of the last month in pain. My ankle. Then my fucking knee. Then my back, my hamstring, my other ankle. And on and on. Every step, a jolt of pain. I haven't been able to sleep, I have been sluggish and miserable.

Then last night in a burst of "oh, fuck this shit!!!" I had two bags of microwave popcorn. Then I drank 16 Colt 45s with a bag of Doritos. When the beer ran out I drank 2 liters of Diet Coke.

And this morning is the best I've felt in months. I'm not in pain, I'm alert, for some reason I'm the happiest I've been since I can remember. What the fuck.