Oops.

I am filthy. After a day of not smoking I had a cigarette at 17:14:37 AEDT. That will be the only one. But god it was good- the feeling of my hands slowly losing circulation, eyes rolling into the back of my head, heart rate increasing, carcinogens flowing through my frail, tired body.

And now I can finally go to the toilet. I need to lock myself in my flat this weekend.

I’m too high to write anything more at this time. And I set my withdrawal back slightly.

But I’ll keep trying.

I’ll write more later when I'm finished soaring with the Eagles.