This Morning and Lunch
October 1st 2009 08:08
The day begun with a spasm of light. Not sure what created it, the fading remnants of a dream or the thick blind being rustled by the heating vent; letting a slice of light in and then taking it away. I hit snooze this morning, always makes me feel more tired. When I fall asleep for 7 minutes again.
I thought about the future for most of the morning, the sky remained begnign. Covered in a thick blanket of cloud, not fluffy over cast- just grey. I thought about flying out to South America, thought about how it would feel to be walking through those frosty doors, with 3 mates and 7-12 months of some other part of the world waiting. It was nice to wonder, but I don't have any memories of the drive to work now, or of the first part of the morning. Just memories of future memories. Was that a waste?
I was told today by someone that they were planning to crush up multivitamins and mix it with omega 3 oil and shoot it up. I got worried about them. I don't know much about IV drug use, but that doesn't seem like a good idea to me. I was worried about the chunks of things and had a mini vision of something clogging up a vein and making it pop itself. I got worried enough to talk him into letting me take him down to the clean needle exchange and speak with them about safer ways to do dangerous things. He came out with some clean needles, some alcohol swabs and some cotton filters to filter out any chunks he missed in the preparation process. He told me that he told them what he was planning to inject, but I didn't beleive him. I asked him to keep the phone close to him if he wasn't convinced by my worry and pleads for him to just eat them. He told me that the people he hangs out with inject all sorts of things, that he has shot up bi-carb soda and vitamin b before. I called an ex-junkie I know and asked him about it, he said that he's whacked up vitamin b before, used to do it often before an alcohol bender. I dropped him at home after he agreed to not do it alone and make sure the phone was plugged in and working. He chuckled at me like I was a mother intensely worried because her son was leaving the house without a jumper and it was a bitt nippy out. Chuckled like it was sweet of me to be concerned but that it was just a world I didn't know enough about. He would be fine out in today's weather with no jumper on. I dropped him home.
After that I went for a drive and met with someone else. He was well, is doing well. I ate lunch, I thought about the past and some lovers of mine that I have spent time with. I wondered if there was someone in my phonebook who might like to grab a drink afterwork and fuck all night. I snapped myself back into the present, I didn't want to have a day of only memories and future wonderings. I wanted some memories of today.
I thought about the future for most of the morning, the sky remained begnign. Covered in a thick blanket of cloud, not fluffy over cast- just grey. I thought about flying out to South America, thought about how it would feel to be walking through those frosty doors, with 3 mates and 7-12 months of some other part of the world waiting. It was nice to wonder, but I don't have any memories of the drive to work now, or of the first part of the morning. Just memories of future memories. Was that a waste?
I was told today by someone that they were planning to crush up multivitamins and mix it with omega 3 oil and shoot it up. I got worried about them. I don't know much about IV drug use, but that doesn't seem like a good idea to me. I was worried about the chunks of things and had a mini vision of something clogging up a vein and making it pop itself. I got worried enough to talk him into letting me take him down to the clean needle exchange and speak with them about safer ways to do dangerous things. He came out with some clean needles, some alcohol swabs and some cotton filters to filter out any chunks he missed in the preparation process. He told me that he told them what he was planning to inject, but I didn't beleive him. I asked him to keep the phone close to him if he wasn't convinced by my worry and pleads for him to just eat them. He told me that the people he hangs out with inject all sorts of things, that he has shot up bi-carb soda and vitamin b before. I called an ex-junkie I know and asked him about it, he said that he's whacked up vitamin b before, used to do it often before an alcohol bender. I dropped him at home after he agreed to not do it alone and make sure the phone was plugged in and working. He chuckled at me like I was a mother intensely worried because her son was leaving the house without a jumper and it was a bitt nippy out. Chuckled like it was sweet of me to be concerned but that it was just a world I didn't know enough about. He would be fine out in today's weather with no jumper on. I dropped him home.
After that I went for a drive and met with someone else. He was well, is doing well. I ate lunch, I thought about the past and some lovers of mine that I have spent time with. I wondered if there was someone in my phonebook who might like to grab a drink afterwork and fuck all night. I snapped myself back into the present, I didn't want to have a day of only memories and future wonderings. I wanted some memories of today.
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