An Ode to Playing Through

Stay drunk. Stay weird.

Some days one of the hardest things is waking up.

This rings especially true when you find yourself coming to in the wake of a heavy night.

You were trying to lighten up your heavy heart (which of course nobody can really fault you for, and if they do, fuck ‘em), and in doing so got properly plowed — laid to waste any modicum of moderation and…