Hmm ..... The original intention was to go out tonight. However, by the time I'd come up on the MDMA, sorted my make-up, decided I needed a shower, had a shower, enjoyed the feeling of being all wet and nakey for awhile, redone my make-up, chosen an outfit (the first I picked up, as it happens; Note to self: Learn to trust your intuition. Your brain has been processing information in the background while you weren't even thinking about it. Arriving at the same conclusion by conscious thought is simply a slow way to validate and verify your subconscious thought processes. Which are usually *right*, hence why you manage to breath without ever thinking about it. (except, just a few times before a taxi or ambulance ride to casualty for a session on the nebuliser ..... I was definitely thinking about breathing then. Or wishing I could. Salbutamol was invented sometime in the last fifty years and without it, I would be dead several times over. Still, my Partner-in-Crime™ was by my side every time; and I knew I wasn't going to die, because she was there.) Er ..... excuse the digression. I've taken something.) it was gone midnight already.
Still, I have my playlist on (might even plumb it through the amplifier?) and there is nobody around to tell me that I can't smoke that in here (especially not that), or ask me if I'm sure I'm in the right bathroom ..... So all is still good with the world, in its own way.
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![:\](https://bluelight.org/xf/BL_Images/Orig_Emoji/wrygrin.gif "wry grin :\")
