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I've taken on a personal case, a young girl addicted to drugs. This morning I went down to the farmer's market and bought a couple of fancy rolls and gave her half of mine.
Maybe if one person cares it's enough. I had four people who really cared about me and it was enough to help another person, several others. If she has one, maybe it's enough for her to help her self, for starters.
Its often times the lack of a supportive environment (on top of the disease of being addicted neurologically) that prevents an addict---who wants to get clean---from doing so. Good on you for trying man.
Non-judgmental positive influences can be very helpful.
I was once told, or rather once read that if you'd like to be an excellent writer that you have to go out into the world and live life to have experience to draw from. I went out into the world, and ironically lived so much that I stopped writing. Life is such a mystery.
I just did some reading about India and Krishna and werewolves, the powers of 4 and the moon and yeah... I'm pretty much done with this.
In the words of Chevy Chase... Jesus Christ, Hot Damn, MFer, don't step on any cracks and short controlled bursts
I feel like Danny McBride in Pineapple Express, okay... I'm done with this. Pretty sure I've dated two werewolves, one wanted me to have kids with her, and one has been shot before and calls me something I won't repeat that now gives me chills, but I still think she's hot. Her nickname for me now makes too much sense. She's in my speed dial and we still date... maybe. And she lives kind of near where I saw that creature, as in less than 2 miles. But doesn't actually live there, she only visits. Yeah, I'm Red from Pineapple express, done with it. Better shave my armpits so I'm aerodymanic when I fight.
The past few days I've noticed a few tiny little grey wormthings (caterpillar larvae?) crawling on me. Very small. Like just a centimeter maybe. At first I thought they were maggots and was disgusted...but they aren't...this one just came flying in front of my face on a piece of silk and hovered between me and my bananas. As I write this one is crawling on the screen. I don't know if these things spin their own silk or it hitched a ride on a spider web---either way I'm amazed---poor things will succumb to bascilius thuringiensis soon...
Finally, workplace has decided that we all get our quarterly bonus for end 0f 2015. I have done the prudent thing and asked my dealer for an OUNCE instead of a half. No point in pissing away the money on something frivolous.