New Years

the Face of Everyman had celebrated Chinese New Year’s by downing a record number of steam buns and a few tankards of  Tsingtao ( 青岛) beer.  He awoke to find himself still in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.  Diaphanous birds circled his head.  Had he died and gone to Hard Rock heaven?  Was this a prequel or a sequel to his torturous life?