we are fighting

Dear Alcohol,
Why must you leave me in a euphoric state for a couple of hours just to leave me hanging as an insomniac later that night? I know we have lots of fun for those couple of hours with lots of laughing, dancing, and meeting new people, but why can’t you let me sleep like you do with other people? The past two days you only let me have a grand total of 8 hours of sleep. People are suppose to get 8 hours of sleep a DAY not 8 hours for TWO DAYS. I even struggled for those precious 8 hours. It took me an hour each night just to catch the bus to dreamland.
Also, when we spend time together, I get hungry. I feel hungry. But when food is placed in front of me, you chase my appetite away. Why?! I want to be a normal person around you. I want to be able to eat till my stomach is satisfied with the yummy goodness of artery clogging foods.
Next week, I’m taking a break from you. This week, I will catch up on my ZzZz and come October, we will reunite like old friends. Like old friends, we see change among each other and I want to see something changed with you. Ok? Till then, good luck and I’ll see you in two weeks.

Love,
M