Foul mood..

I'm heavily drunk today. It would be safe on my part to reveal what i'm drunk with. No, I haven't dared to lift up my eyes to liquor in a long while, so the possibility of being drunk with liquor can be ruled out. Damn, I'm drunk with sweet sleep and foul mood. Both are so incongruous especially when the weather has moderately toned down to a level when one can happily take out one's blanket and wrap it around the body and transfer the soul into oblivion. sigh! I'm not supposed to sulk like this in such a lovely weather which is indeed a miracle in the capital city. Rains and overcast skies which bring immense joy to me otherwise has failed this one time to shield me from this foul mood. Incongruous indeed! I so wish I could deport this foul mood to the back of beyond. wishful thinking!