it's weird...i dream about intoxicants alot...in one, i was walking through this empty lot next to my childhood home, and saw something shiny on the ground. upon further inspection i noticed that the object was mostly buried.
so i dug it up and it was a tin box. inside was a teenage girl's driver's license, and her dope kit...spikes, tourniquet, and several points of dope wrapped in foil. i was soooooooo stoked. it was one of those moments when, in your dream, you're like, "THIS IS NOT A DREAM. THIS WILL EXIST WHEN I WAKE UP. YEAH!" anyone else experience this regularly? well i do and it sucks. when i woke up i was bummed. strange cos i don't have, and have never had, a desire to fuck with that stuff. maybe a female junkie lives in my subconscious. i hate teh brain.