I'm high as balls. Have been. I'm not a fan of this feeling. The pain meds I'm on are not giving me a fair perspective of the world, a twisted frame if you will. Not so much a new perspective, just a twisted one--an abstract one. I feel distant.
Regardless, they make me sleep so well.
I'm going back to sleep again.
"I'll see you when the sun sets east, don't forget me."
Wesley
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