I’m almost out of this indica concentrate. One tiny toke gets me so freaking high I literally (OD) zone out. I pause for extended imagination breaks, often between words.

I’m too high to write and I look silly fiorgetting everything on camera, but I’m stuck with this process for now. It’s currently the only way I’d get to journalize the movement.

I apologize for my style on evenings like this. 

ding. 

I will eventually switch to an edible light dose just enough to get me to sit up, open WordPress and write about tyhings. As usual, around tyhe months between my birthday and New Years are the worst. The birthday is my annual Super Monday where I actually evaluate the year and decide what to do differently this year.

Wednesday I took my first perscription amphedemine. I haven’t admitted it to anyoine yet because I have to be careful “live Jeff” doesn’t go off on some tangent about how I was right all along. In the drug world, Heroin and Meth are the two “over my line” drugs that will automatically make some friendships drop away. FRom both sides, the stigma and guilt is assumed for just trying, and addiction is assumed.  They’re level three; Bad drugs. The others arer hard drugs and weed is weed. 

However, percacettes, Oxy and others are just fine when they come from a pharmacy. 

So I’m taking a dose of extended relief amphedemine, but with a brand name in a pill. I wonder if I can have any friends back?

Hell, they’d probably try one if offered.   I would never offer anyone drugs. TYhat would involve asking.

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