Midnight- Camera flashes. Music blares from the speakers. Conversation turns into babble. The vodka and tonic hits. The speed thrills. The lights blur. Empty. That’s how she feels.   Dawn- birds chirp. Head hurts. Stomach growls. Sleep comes. The mind tickles. Hands tremor. Darkness. She draws the curtain.   Afternoon- Heat prickles. Head pounds. Memory of last night is a big question mark. Facebook tells … Continue reading Dawn