Jungle Journal, 01-13-2009, by tsdaly
I Drink Alone
Vices are often like good friends; they turn on you. I'm down to a point where I can count
my friends, and my vices on the digits of a single hand, whether it be my left or my right.
my friends, and my vices on the digits of a single hand, whether it be my left or my right.
It is with great sorrow, after so many years of faithfull
addiction, that I now must give up smoking. After my
last hard drug and alcohol binge I developed a
nagging ache/pain in my left lung. It's a familiar
ache/pain that often follows a three day binge and
four, five, or six packs of Marlboros. It has always
gone away, though sometimes reluctantly. This time it
seems adamant about sticking around. I confess to
some serious concern. I've always known I was killing
myself, but NOW seems a bad time to die.
addiction, that I now must give up smoking. After my
last hard drug and alcohol binge I developed a
nagging ache/pain in my left lung. It's a familiar
ache/pain that often follows a three day binge and
four, five, or six packs of Marlboros. It has always
gone away, though sometimes reluctantly. This time it
seems adamant about sticking around. I confess to
some serious concern. I've always known I was killing
myself, but NOW seems a bad time to die.
I can hardly continue doing "recreational" drugs if I
can't suck up cigarettes non-stop in the process.
Even with a pain in my lung, the urge to smoke, which
I now believe is in league with the ache, has a
powerfull grip on me. When I'm high there is no way I
can fight it off. When I drink alone, which is pretty
much all the time, I have found the strength to resist
smoking..... for days at a time! PRAISE GONZ! I'm
giving it a shot, but to think I will be down to one last
precious vice is truly depressing.
can't suck up cigarettes non-stop in the process.
Even with a pain in my lung, the urge to smoke, which
I now believe is in league with the ache, has a
powerfull grip on me. When I'm high there is no way I
can fight it off. When I drink alone, which is pretty
much all the time, I have found the strength to resist
smoking..... for days at a time! PRAISE GONZ! I'm
giving it a shot, but to think I will be down to one last
precious vice is truly depressing.
Soon, not only will I drink alone, but my drink will be
alone, bereft of it's old chums and marching buddies,
the sole survivor of a long process.
A toast to you, old pal.
alone, bereft of it's old chums and marching buddies,
the sole survivor of a long process.
A toast to you, old pal.
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Jungle Journals are pure fiction and any reference to drug
abuse,or anything else considered to be illegal, is, of course, a
Man, play me another song.
abuse,or anything else considered to be illegal, is, of course, a
Man, play me another song.