Crack pipes of the past
I am sitting at the airport waiting to travel to a new city half way across the country. I have high hopes that I will like this new place ... And that it will soon become part of my future.
I passed on my way home from work today a little store I pass every day. I used to go get my glass tube there. I started with buying one. Then over time I got two. Then I used to have to go drive high and get another after my dealer left for the third time in one night.
The dichotomy between these two thoughts is astounding.
Thankfulness is all I can think of saying. It was not easy but I am hear because I finally said no... Granted I had to say it over and over but it finally stuck.
If I let it I have a lot in front f me. A path to forge alone but with as much strength as I can muster.
I will check in this weekend from my destination. My excitement level is high. My nerves are calm. My mind is sober. Huh... Go figure?
K