Lets All Vomit

Today my stomach turns. Something is brewing and I can't quite put my finger on it. You know when you were younger and you did something wrong and you just knew that you were going to get busted. Or that you already were and you are just waiting on the punishment. Well, that's how I feel today. Just waiting for the bottom to fall out. But to fall out of what. What on earth has me so damn uneasy. I hate this. I want to throw up, I want to cry and most of all I want to crawl back into bed. Maybe I just need a drink to take the edge off. Shit I hate this.