That’s really all I can say right now. I have a stack of papers to grade, stories to finish, and feel like complete and total ass right now. Last night was the annual department party. I pre-partied, I partied, I post-partied.
I watched a first-year’s life fall apart in a dive bar (a bit, at least) as he caught his girlfriend making out with someone else.
I watched several of my classmates toe the line of drunk-and-cuddly to “wait, isn’t he engaged?”
I talked a lot of shit. I got to know one of my classmates a little better as we pointed at people around the bar and said whether we’d hypothetically sleep with them if sober, if drunk, or not at all. That was pretty fun.
Most of all I missed The Boyfriend. I wanted him there to make snarky comments with and to make out with in dark corners drunkenly (because really, sometimes that’s just good fun), and realized how much I just want things to go back to some semblance of normal life.
The Fifth Chakra 
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