Originally Posted Saturday, June 8, 2013
I didn't drink much water yesterday except for last night with some whiskey, and I forgot about the altitude. Actually, I didn't realize that Santa Fe was at 7,000 feet. I was thinking it was something like 4,000. So last night, predictably, I woke up with a dry mouth and a throbbing headache. Was tap water safe here, I wondered? I hadn't much choice.
I have managed to pee now, but the headache is still with me. I will hydrate today. Perhaps that will better my mood. I won't trouble you with the horrors in my head last night alone in my fifty dollar room. I want to, but it is too embarrassing. What is it about the night that makes for such things? I am going to have to have a serious skull cleaning when I get home. I can't live with the things that are inhabiting it right now.
Day breaks cool in the high desert, but the sunlight is brighter than the eye can stand and I forgot to pack sunglasses. I will need to by some cheapies.
I must buck up if I am going to have any stories other than the ones I can have anywhere living in the interior darkness. I am going to need to get adventurous and chatty.
At least this is cheap.
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