Fight Club

I am Jacks morning breath...

I slowly open my eyes and roll over. They feel heavy and are fighting to stay closed but I force them open one at a time. I am back home in my bed, finally. I lay in my bed motionless for what feels like an hour. I notice an interesting pattern on the ceiling and then my mind wanders. I start thinking about who I was, who I am, and who I am going to be. I then drift over to my friends and think about who they were, who they are, and who they are going to be. I sit up on the edge of the bed and cup my head in my hands. My mouth feels so gross. I need to brush my teeth real bad. I slowly rise to my feet and move towards the bathroom. As I reach the door I look down and I see my shadowy friend. I haven't wrestled with him recently. Actually we have been hanging out alot and getting along lately. His name is Tony Knight. He is my Tyler Durden.