Adderall and Cigarettes

Jun 05th 09

I walk outside to witness a very serene warm midnight. The moon is nowhere to be seen, his appearance would embellish the memory of tonight. But tonight, I faithfully indulge and imbue the good whiskey spirits and a good touch of a stimulant that will keep my eyes good and white for the next couple of hours.

What a concoction when one adds the nicotine stick into the equation. Lighting it up, placing it on your mouth, and inhale. Holding the heavy smoke only enhances the aura of movement, of motion, of activity.

Poor is it to let this feeling pass with conversation or diversion. No. One must sit still, and embrace this potion of serenity. The buzzing of nicotine in the veins, so far now from reality that I am complacent to feel it. I will head back to reality, but for only a minute I request to be left to the power of stimulant and stimulant.

Let the feeling flow through me, so I can be free, and all stress exchanged to a silent active glee.

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