Prime time of your Life

Every day when the sun sets I eat a large meal and smoke skunk until I am on this strange, nervous, speedy, almost psychedelic high.

Usually I accompany this with beer or red wine, sometimes whiskey and soda. Often all three.

In this house, one person wakes the other six at 7am any given day for a morning spliff. There's always lights on and life in a few rooms until 3am at least.

People come and stay for days. Half strangers, most of them. One of my flatmates came home and found six people drinking in his bedroom this week. Cue much heavy slavic swearing as he threw them to the street immediately.

I live, party and work here, past five months I really only leave the house to leave the country or to drive recklessly in my car, which I manage to do for at least a few hours a day.

I'm struggling to find a point. But that is the kernel of the story, it seems.
 
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