Despise the Sun

After this shitty day at the hospital I had to deal with this awful sun, with its hideous sunlight...

I cursed everything as I made way to that chilled bottle of tequila.

"Heaven" I thought...

Fuck everything, what the fuck was I thinking 7 years ago?

Medicine is a lie. A repulsive lie. A rotting lie. The most horrible, false lie that the west has ever created.

Medicine has the stench of reason, life corrupted under chritian values.

Shit, every alcoholic makes a pact with agony, not death, agony. Being an alcoholic means you are committed with the process of dying which is, of course, agony.

So, I can't think of a more paradoxical situation than mine, so fucking committed to suffering yet being in the health industries...

That deserves another shot of tequila.

Curse medicine...