Well, Jesus, all those miracles you have been performing (saving humanity from eternal damnation and all that good stuff) finally paid off in the form of a junkie on your way home when you pretty much gave up. I feel like it happens all the time. The instant you're actually not looking for it, it somehow finds you. I'm glad everything worked out in your favor. Stuff like that always blows my mind how people seem to be in the right place at the right time. My friend once said that coincidences are God's way of winking at you. I love talking about faith and spirituality, but I feel I'm not in a position to do so with all the drugs I consume. So, my girl and I have been getting pressed xanax lately and last time it was completely bunk and this time it's better (I think. She told me she didn't like them. She's a connoisseur, i'm defo not with xanax), but still a fucking press. I'm so pissed off and sick of it. Why is it so hard to come by? I know some crooked doctors, but I haven't been to them in a while and I don't know if they're still in the game. She loves her xANAX and I love my dope. She actually has been doing dope with me lately, which scares the shit out of me. She's a good girl and I cannot allow her to become a dope addict. I think this is the best motivation I have right now to quit. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I turn her into a dope fiend. I'm at the point where I'm only doing shit twice a week. I think I'm gonna get another bottle of methadone and get another job so I don't have time to even think about it. Overall, I'm on the right path and things are looking good. I'm not really getting dope sick any more. It's weird, after some binges i will, but others i don't. Most of it is mental. That's how I feel. Well, anyway, hope everyone is alright in the nod brotherhood. Be safe and be SMART!!! make good decisions you fucking drug addicts!!! lol, peace