by wakinglife » Fri Sep 29, 2006 3:41 am
I was thinking today about how busy my life is. It is absolutely filled with the normal stresses of work, family, relationships, and finding the time to do everything that needs to be done.
The strangest thing is, it does seem to all be getting done!
I was waiting at the traffic light, contemplating how I used to immediately go home to the pot pipe after a day of work. A typical day involved waking, working, smoking, and lounging. I would never quite have the drive to do the things I needed to do: career obligations, family time, time for doing activities that actually benefit me. It's bizarre that I always found the time to get high, but not the time for other, far more rewarding tasks.
By chronically using cannabis, I was unintentionally turning myself into someone who was stunned, easily amused by absurdly inane sh*t and basically a walking imbecile. For every precious day, I was willingly giving away several hours of conscious, quality time. What a dunce!
I am now laughing on a regular basis at how misguided I was. (Hey, I'd rather laugh than cry any day!) It was as though in drawing this beautiful thing called a human life, I had my pencil blunted in a state of permanent dull-ness and my drawing surface was caked with cannabis residue.
Thank you, Reality! I am not sure what was so terrifying about your piercing clarity before, but I am glad to have returned.
69 days without smoking!
Stay strong, people, it pays off!