I Get Lost In Music
Should say about today. Great right now, 10 minutes after my cannabis score, grim before. Went to bed without any last night. It’s been 89 hours, 34 minutes, and 3 seconds since my last tobacco. Not that I’m counting. Got some Health Shop smoking mixture for spliffs – Mould & Mildew flavour and some lozenges that burn my tongue and give me a palpitation. Going well. Emotionally frazzled, obviously, shot-away as far as high concept mathematics, but in the right place for a frank and upfront discussion regarding the odd synchronicity between my therapist and Maryjane from Spiderman – too pure to be sexy – the difficult space between Mum and Scary Spice.
This made me dance on the sofa.
Update: May. It made me do it again. I owe this tune big time.
This made me dance on the sofa.
Update: May. It made me do it again. I owe this tune big time.