The last time I felt this way was 9 years ago, (on the one year anniversary of my first miscarriage), after no less than 17 drinks (turns out someone was spiking them, and giving me triples).
This time, it took only 2 and a half glasses of wine and a veeeeeeery empty stomach.
Anyone want to strap on and get a birds eye view of the inner working of my mind?
No? Probably best.