I am drunk

Tonight I went out with my skating peeps. I considered friends as a label but it isn't quite right.
It's tomorrow already and I'm tipsy to say I  the least.
I nearly got on the wrong bus... I am clearly enough aware of my necessary journey to not do that.
What made the night VHL related was the number of times I and others mentioned my brain tumour. It felt partially heroic.

I was the only one (except a disgraced) from my original fresh meat. 
I survived.
I did it.
I won.