The Aftertaste

The aftertaste of Winter Break has hit, just like the bitter aftertaste of coffee. You know it's ri-cock-ulous [instead of ri-dick-ulous] when you don't come home until half past nine, and you have just spent about 14 hours at school, minus the 2 that you were at work.

Winter Break did taste great while it lasted, and the high that I enjoyed was great. But now, the bitterness that was disguised under all that creamy surgary aromatic sweetness has stayed way past its welcome. Here it is again folks. This time with a vengeance.