Day 5 off of opiates...
Waiting, waiting, waiting... had some marijuana last night. Everyone is fucking broke.
My dreams however are filled with drugs... all the drugs you could ever ask for...
A couple of nights ago I had a dream that this floating syringe shot me up with heroin and in the dream I felt the greatest rush. I also dreamed I found a bucket full of Opana... but they were all the wrong colors! Like, 40mg Opana are yellow, but in my dream they were teal, etc... it was strange. I woke up before I got into the Opana... curses.
Then yesterday I had that same dream of having a softball size rock of cocaine and heroin, 1 of each... once again I woke up before I could indulge.
Last night I had a dream I was doing cocaine in the bathroom of somewhere familiar but I couldn't quite place it. I ended up getting caught by some security guard who took my fucking coke.
If sleep can't get my mind off drugs, what will? I have a fucking tin of old heroin baggies, there must be hundreds in there... why am I saving them? Who the fuck knows.
I just want to nod the days away and sleep through the nights...
Waiting, waiting, waiting... had some marijuana last night. Everyone is fucking broke.
My dreams however are filled with drugs... all the drugs you could ever ask for...
A couple of nights ago I had a dream that this floating syringe shot me up with heroin and in the dream I felt the greatest rush. I also dreamed I found a bucket full of Opana... but they were all the wrong colors! Like, 40mg Opana are yellow, but in my dream they were teal, etc... it was strange. I woke up before I got into the Opana... curses.
Then yesterday I had that same dream of having a softball size rock of cocaine and heroin, 1 of each... once again I woke up before I could indulge.
Last night I had a dream I was doing cocaine in the bathroom of somewhere familiar but I couldn't quite place it. I ended up getting caught by some security guard who took my fucking coke.
If sleep can't get my mind off drugs, what will? I have a fucking tin of old heroin baggies, there must be hundreds in there... why am I saving them? Who the fuck knows.
I just want to nod the days away and sleep through the nights...

