Druggling Thoughts
Funny moods and minds pervade my day.
Work goes well, and I’m stuck at the other.
Blogs firing off in every direction.
Prevailing themes?
Emotion, Sex, Addiction, Loss, Love, Perversion and Books.
I know a loveable Pirate. He hurts his mind with chemicals that I only take for fun.
Only every now and then.
He lacks my self control (but he has more wisdom than I’ll ever know…or he will for that matter).
His position is different. I worry about him.
Am I any different?
Luckier perhaps. or not.
Another friend. Illness, caused by drugs….has to stop. Faint, vomit.
Terrifying.
Wake up in the toilet…Lost. Surrounded in Nothing.
I worry a lot these days.
My life is going alright you see.
So maybe I don’t sleep enough…my diet is terrible. My eyes have bags and my bag is heavy.
Little time.
I’m happy though.
I’m so happy to be happy.
So are my friends…when they’re happy.
Nobody can maintain this all the time.
Everyone gets lost in their own way.
Self Destruction seems to work for some. To a point.
I am worried.
I shouldn’t be writing this stuff at work.
Don’t care.
I’m alert. I succeed in my relationships with Customers. Solving problems. Multi Tasking. I hear this music.
Warm Inside.
Click house no doubt.
Not minimalist, just simplistic.
Charm.
Like the Quarks.
Is this a poem?
I hope not…I hate…
Thought interrupted by the manufacture of Pot Noodle.
Must publish before My demons stop me.
Long Day.

