Shit, tommy great thread i think of this all the time.
The thing is, for me certain things def. goes with a season but it aint just the drugs. If you a certified dopehead (former in my case) then its more like summer, winter, fall, spring is all the favorite dope season.
FALL..., I love doin opiates when its that crisp, cool blue sky october weather. when its just gettin cold and you can smell the leaves. i always enjoyed doin pill type opiates in those times, but thats prolly just becuz i got some of the strongest memories of that season, cuz it was years back when i was just gettin back into bein addicted to shit again after i had quit when i was 17. Nothin like that clear blue sky weather with a hint of chill, mad crisp and fresh, to be noddin behind those pinned eyes....
WINTER....Shit, we all love winter opiates. Winter was always my tied-for-favorite season for coppin dope. I just loved the feelin of coppin in the winter cold...Coppin always felt ten times as rewarding in the winter, cuz when you sick, added to that freezin winter weather, the high is just a billion times more relief. I used to cop on foot alot for a while, and walkin those cold ass blocks to the spot, toes frozen off my feet, hiding up under my hood coverin as much of my face as i could so nobody gave me a second thought out on the streets. My breath makin little clouds of steam in front of me, fingers so cold i can barely smoke my cigarete, insides about to explode and I just got my mind on the prize, finally gettin to the corner, dip around behind the building real quick tuck my dope in the hidin spot and walk back to Dunkin Donuts on Route 20 in Paterson where I can relax in the bathroom and do my shot cuz my boy works there....And the feeling of comin out after that warm honey hits, like you so fuckin refreshed and energized again...walkin out in the cold , lightin a cig and its liike damn, im right where i wanna be.
Even when I drove tho it was always great, just as good in a different way. Ridin thru the cold streets after a shot, sealed off in a warm world , stereo bangin some winter jam (At the time it was Day&Night with jim jones, Turn My Swagg On, etc those are some of the main joints i remember bein hot at the time...) slush crunching under the tires, just leanin against the seat back feelin warm as can be after a fat shot....And the cold air whippin in thru the crack in the window when I rolled it down for a cigarette, wakin me back up again to enjoy my high and remindin me that theres a brick waitin for me as soon as i stop to get high again.
And aint nothin, nothin at all, like the feeling you get when you got a big ass snowstorm on the way, one of them shut the city down for a day or 2 type blizzard storms, and you got a couple hundred bucks in your pockets just dyin to get spent, and you got a whip and a fresh pack of sets and youre on the way down to cop, everything right in the world. That feeling as you head back home and the snow is just beginning to start, gray sky overhead and you got your bricks keepin you warm, and you like fuck yea....Ima spend the next however-long-the-dope-lasts noddin my ass off and smokin cigs cuz there aint gonna be shit else to do. Leanin out the window at 2 am as the snow comes down , high as shit with another shot waitin for you prepped on your bed side table and you so high you pass out before you can even do it...Thats that good winter dope weather.
SPRING....Every time spring hits, no matter how clean i am at the time, shit always makes me get this feeling in my chest of memories. That first week of warm weather, kinda like we havin right now, where its like the spring is hesitatin, not quite ready to hit full on yet but its right there around the corner, the first couple of days that the air stays warm at night, I love gettin high out in that weather, I guess it brings me back to my dope coppin daze when finally the snow would start to melt and shit would start to feel new again, everything in general just felt like somethin good was around the corner. Its prob. my least favorite time to get high, just cuz i cant remember no special kind of specific memories with it but somehow still the feeling makes me reminice.
SUMMER...Summer tho, that is really the favorite tied with winter as far as the sentimental favorite time to be a dopehead, I think summer got the edge tho. Anybody who ever copped in the summer knows the deal, knows why. Streets just overflowing with people. Dboys, mamas , babies, kids, grandmas, everybody. Everywhere you go is just a block party. Some streets Id drive up gettin straight mobbed, coulnt barely drive up the block it was so full of people out in the streets (Governor street, remember me in the summer of 07?) Everythign feels like a party. The sun beatin down on your shoulders, sweatin hard as hell, and then the fucking cool sweet air of the D&D as i stroll in knowing im a minute away from hallelujah. When i think of fixin up a shot, of that beautiful red plume ever so slowly trickling into the barrel before i send the plunger home, its almost always in the summer time. The cicadas buzzin so hard you hear em everywhere you go, even in the hood anywhere with a decent size patch of grass 3 blocks over you still hear em hummin in the hot air. At night, the air as warm as bath water breezin over your shoulders as you walk the streets under the peach glare of the streetlights....The hum of neon lights in the closed up bodega windows....Everything just feels so good. Coppin dope on the way down the shore, noddin out in the stairwell of my homies apartment building (HOLLA TO THE 18TH FLOOR YO!).Shit, so many of my memories seem to come from those summer daze.
To somebody like me, its like there aint even no more drugs other than opiates, so Im sorry if i aint exactly playin along with the thread the way it was meant but I aint touch nothin but dope, methadone, oxys, opanas, dilaudids, etc you get the idea, in a long ass time so Im a lil rusty when it comes to those other drugs.
