Addict

Oh my gosh! I am SO addicted! It's such a rush. It actually changes my mood ~ makes it better. I think it even changes my breathing. I'm dying for some right now, but the darn copy guy is here and I can't leave until he's done. That's the only downside to being here alone ~ being prisoner to whatever visitors happen to arrive.

Yesterday I had some extra and I contemplated saving it just to use straight...to bring it to work. But I didn't. I thought it was weird. But when I threw it away I hid it below some other trash so H wouldn't see it. After all I took the $20 he'd left on the table and used it to get my fix. Later I actually thought about going and pulling it out....eeewww! Of course I didn't!

Today I am thinking about it. I can almost smell it...feel it. I know I will get some as soon as copy guy leaves and I can leave here for a bit.

What is it?