Drunk

Last night, I was restless as sleep evaded my eyes.

I drank water, perhaps I could see my sleep to sleep; but all was in vain.

I ate more food with the hope of gaining the sleep of a new born baby, but I stool so much and eventually fart away my sleep. 

Then I drank only small quantity of spirit. Just three big bottles out of the five bottles in my refrigerator.

I sat down dazed, and then my eyes caught the attention of a rat fighting with a school of mosquito.

I heard them talk, the rat accused the mosquitoes of sucking its blood and then sentenced them to death by stomping.

But the mosquitoes pleaded for leniency. They asked the rat to forgive them, as I the owner of the house do forgive the rat of stealing from my foodstuffs.

I was touched, I felt my humanity restored. Forgiveness is the key.

I just don't understand why my wife won't forgive me of my constant cheating on her.

I wept!

...So the time is 7:55am.

Am I drunk?

© FERT, 2015