Thinking of flying past strata after strata of clouds in order to catch a beam of light or two

The day after a bad hangover is kind of worse than the hangover per se: You feel better, sure, but you also feel like Superman depleted of his stores of sunlight.
I’m not really up for anything today, I think (yet), and there’s this awful taste lingering in my mouth.

I’m also coming up with a flu.


There’s gotta be somebody left to save my world tonight.