ONIA #7
It's 2015 and I'm sitting in a recliner watching the sun come up. I haven't slept that night, my eyes are throbbing, and I can feel the few chips I tried to eat getting digested in my stomach. Nothing about this experience is glamourous. While I was surrounded by people all night, I felt alone. I longed for the night to end, the sun to come up. Now it's finally happening and I realize that I'll need to be social once again.
