Delirium
“You closed your eyes in the morning
You said you want to start smoking again
You said you had that dream last night
Of a stranger in your room
You said you wanna start making new friends.
We’ll I’d found some peace
And you want release
You must be stronger than me.”— Melissa Etheridge, “Stronger than Me”
Nothing much else to say today. Just waiting for my turn to break down. Sort of tired of holding it together all the damn time.
I guess I’ve got the smoking addiction back. I don’t take my cigarettes to work, but I tell you, I drive home at the speed of sound, just for the chance to light up again.