That depressing moment when you go to pour yourself a glass of wine from what you believed to have been an almost full bottle and you realize there is barely a glass of wine left and then you wonder whats more depressing: the fact that you are sad that there isn’t enough wine left or the fact that you drank 3/4 of a bottle of wine the night before and did not even notice.
Douglas Coupland, Hey Nostradamus!
I swear some of the best nights are when I am laying in bed just talking to my best friend on the phone for hours while drinking wine. Especially because last night I got no sleep. When I say no sleep, I mean I was up to see each hour turn into the next while trying to fall asleep. I worked for 12 hours today, from 10 am-10pm. And I am still awake because my mind is wired. I am going to sleep like a baby when I finally fall asleep.