Long story, but basically some "friends" called me wanting to grab some dope. I oblige considering I was getting free shit. We go early am into Philly to cop...grab the bundle no problem. I go to a spot to get works, and this guy says he wants to trade bag for bag. He drops an empty dorito bag, which i know has nothing in it. As I call him out on it, he rushes and grabs me. His buddy comes up, and they start claiming to be cops/they will call the cops. Meanwhile, my "friends", seeing this, peel out and disappear. They eventually get the bundle, then disappear. not even a minute later, cops roll down the street.
Really, while I am still a bit angry I can't get high now, there's a whole lot of relief. I didn't get seriously injured, nothing besides drugs were taken, and I'm not locked up. I had to walk home from the city(I live right outside), which was not pleasant, but considering how things went I'd take a walk anyday over bars or hospital/rehab/anything that could have lead to
I'm starting to think, maybe life isn't about winning or losing, but rather breaking even?
Really, while I am still a bit angry I can't get high now, there's a whole lot of relief. I didn't get seriously injured, nothing besides drugs were taken, and I'm not locked up. I had to walk home from the city(I live right outside), which was not pleasant, but considering how things went I'd take a walk anyday over bars or hospital/rehab/anything that could have lead to
I'm starting to think, maybe life isn't about winning or losing, but rather breaking even?