MethLife

Trailing Thoughts…

Are on a suicide spiral during a meth fueled party binge.

There are more unfinished tasks, unfinished trailing sentences, and projects that are begun but never finished during a smoke down then I have ever encountered before.

It’s as if the diagram for whatever plan you had for the day- is cut up into a jigsaw puzzle and all of a sudden is thrown up into the air for the partygoers to reassemble at whatever pace their medication level allows.

I think that’s explains why usually at about 48 hours or so you tend to see a frenzy of activity to clean up their surroundings right down to a spit shine.  It looks impressive at first, until you look closer and see unfinished beginnings of floors that were swept but the end product of paper and mounds of dirt never found their way into a dust pan.

Cleaned dishes yes- but right next to the half filled plates of food that was freshly cooked in the middle of the clean up phase.

My guess is that what best describes the situation here would be alot of trails leading to dead ends- like a continuously burrowing mole that is blind as a bat but endlessly digging in order to find some light.