Ok so this is my 3rd submission, and all I can do is hope that my stories are having a positive effect on the life or lives of others. It’s been well over a month since I last smoked and I’m feeling great in a physical sense.
I’m still not completely over it mentally because there are times, few and far between, that I think about smoking, however, is strong enough to control my urges and impulses so I abstain.
I’m the one that said “Total abstinence is the only solution.” As I’m sitting here this morning, sipping my morning coffee reading the latest stories that have been submitted, I reflect back to my experiences and my mind begins to conjure up memories of the time I was smoking spice.
I want to share with you all that happened one time when I was a blazing, hard n heavy. Ok, so I’m outside on my patio by myself, and I’m smoking away feeling the effect 100%.
I’m F***** Up but still had the ability to stand up, or so I thought. As I’m standing there completely upright and vertical, my feet all of a sudden come out of me and I go crashing down onto the concrete on my ass and elbows.
I’m like WTF just happened?? Imagine standing there and on each side of you comes running past a gnome each holding an end of a rope tripping you up as they pass. That’s the only way I can describe it.
So I get back up and within minutes BAMM up in the air I go and again come crashing down on my ass and elbows. By now my elbows are completely torn up and bleeding all over the place.
I realized at that point that I’d be better off sitting my dumbass down and didn’t attempt standing up again anytime soon. That’s just one example of some unexplainable or inexplicable occurrences that I’m pretty confident I’m not the only one to experience.
I’m still hoping and praying that as a whole we will all overcome the desire we have to inject this nasty shit and the demand for this product will be completely erased from the world we’re living in.