I hate evenings like this. I know they're good for me and I works this out of my system in hours instead of days but still, it is really depressing. Every once in a while, when I'm sobering up after a few drinks, I come down with a bad case of melancholy. Everything thats weighing on my mind, that's been bothering me or that worries me just starts running around my mind for hours.

It's not even like most of the stuff is big or important, I just can't stop thinking about all of it and it gets worse and worse until it starts to drown everything else out. But then I sober up a little more and remember that I'll wake up tomorrow (or today) and it will all have gone.

According to old whiskey drinkers, good whiskey (and therefore good alcohol) will make you jocose, morose, bellicose, lachrymose, and eventually comatose. I think I keep hitting morose.