as you know i'm madly in love with you
but sometimes i drown in it...joyously
like a bucket of water,
a bucket of your love pours over me
and i bathe in you
with sunkissed drops at my skin
todo azul, todo azul, todo azul
Monday, March 7, 2011
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
8 years clean
I don't think i've ever really thought about it as a triumph, becoming "clean". Even the word clean is strange to me, as I'm still in a bit of denial that i was ever "dirty" enough. Heroine users go clean. Crack users go clean. Meth users simply aren't using at the moment. Maybe it's because I never used a needle in the entire 3 years.
When we decided to "stop", we did it as any meth addict would do anything...we over thought the process and we spoke about it for days.. we discussed the strategy thoroughly.
We'd previously discussed so many other things this way, none of which we accomplished.
It's hard to come to terms with people praising us on our stopping. I wish I knew what made us stop. i wish i had more to say than "we just made the decision to stop".
When we decided to "stop", we did it as any meth addict would do anything...we over thought the process and we spoke about it for days.. we discussed the strategy thoroughly.
We'd previously discussed so many other things this way, none of which we accomplished.
It's hard to come to terms with people praising us on our stopping. I wish I knew what made us stop. i wish i had more to say than "we just made the decision to stop".
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