You and I are sharing a joke on the couch after having a nice meal. I take a sip of the wine and you pick up your glass and hold it up for a toast, “To good friends and good times!” We clink our glasses, drink the contents down, place them down with vigor as if we are drinking something stronger, and fling our heads back in laughter once more. My head feels a bit lighter and dizzier than before, and I cannot judge the distance between my head & the wall behind the sofa. I slam my head against it harder than I intended, and immediately wince in pain.You aren't nearly as affected by the alcohol… Read more
