JINGLE (PART DEUX)
Can't eat any more, shouldn't drink any more and if I have any more coffee, I'll be up all night. Lord, what I wouldn't trade for a cigarette right now. I'm starting to rationalize. I'm to the point now that all of World Hunger would end and we would have a cure for AIDS if I could only have a cigarette. I know one thing, I'm going to bed. The little black creatures seem to be gone and I need to give my nerve endings a rest. Thank every one of you who has offered support and prayers. I mailed you J., it came back. Surprise.
STHTTMMS: My granddaughter offered me her binky. Talk about unconditional Love.
GSL: "(Weird when you get close to something that BIG you can't see anything at all.)" from "butterflies" by toad the wet sprocket
posted by One Wink at a Time at 11:25 PM
2 Comments:
Keep the faith and let go of the weed. That's great that you've given that stuff up. Let me tell you after 3 days you'll feel so much better. Then you'll be restling with your habit. When you get the craving, dance...
I'm wondering if you misunderstood me, I'm quitting cigarettes, not marijuana.
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