Another plane where you can exist.

Woke up. I remember something from the past few days, but not much. I feel nothing but yet something. Some moments i feel like i didn't exist. So I decide to call Leelu. A good friend of mine. We just talk and i tell her about this. She says "dude! You're going thru delirium. Go read about it and DO NOT KEEP DRINKING! And rest!" So here i am. Just looked up delirium and it seems to be pretty bad. My hands are shaking and it's quite hard do do anything. Even writing this is quite.... weird? Just took a glass of beer. Feels pretty good so I think I'll continue with it. And maybe roll one so i could sleep. Help would be good, but no help is coming. I'm gonna go and play blues for the red sun.