Every once in a while someone or something sparks in me the desire to go get wasted. But I think I really long for oblivion. Not drunkenness, not the rush of being high. I just really don't want to give a.... ummm.... DUCK about anything or anyone. I'm starting to think my drug problems were caused by a lack of maturity more than anything else, a desire to not be responsible for all this stuff I'm responsible for. Perhaps I just need a vacation.