I feel it often. It’s an insidious feeling that I cannot quite understand. I am ashamed of my past. I am ashamed of my progress in life. Ashamed to be, by definition, stuck in the same place. I cycle through phases, round and round through old routines, and rarely break the mould. Actually, it’s a …
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Broken record, I am
I could write a paragraph about the same shit. I could write a paragraph about the possibility of change, about how it’s right there waiting for me to grab it by the horns. But this blog is for me. And the truth is, I want this to be reality. That reality is probably not mine. …
Mary Jane: The Companion
She’s the companion you never knew you needed. Maybe, a manifestation of the companion you always wanted. Weed, becomes a friend, when you least expect it, and can insidiously affect your life. Usually warming. Often calming. Embracing. Uplifting-smiling. Maryjane is at her best. She’s the star. She’s the heat. She’s the driver. You’re in the …
the horizons are shifting
it’s been a long journey through the covid haze, and it’s not over yet. I chose to indulge, seeing as employment, leaving the house, and responsibility were at a minimum. One might say guilt-free indulgence. Maybe, for the first time ever. It wasn’t seen as a bad thing to hang around at home. So I …
relapse
Somewhere along the line of progress, appears regression. Nothing is permanent, everything changes. Progress ebbs forward and grows… and then it will occasionally about turn and completely disappear. Need to stop inferring that this was in some way out of my control… I let it happen. Returning from a holiday I smoked some weed, and …
marijuana
The first time I smoked marijuana it didn’t do much. I was bored, disaffected, and didn’t really understand the appeal. But I was young, and the opportunity was sure to arrive again. The 2nd time I smoked marijuana, I got mind-blowingly high and it was horrible. My throat was burnt, my head was spinning, my …
The Addiction Paradox 