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Tuesday, February 15, 2005
This was written this weekend in my lj, I think it is good enough to go here.
I gave up pop. Caffeine. I vow to never drink caffeine again and I've been keeping that promise for months now. We don't really see caffeine as someting all too bad or anything, and it surely is more minor than many drugs, but it is still a drug, and it alters your brain, it alters you.
I also went to this girl at work's birthday party. They drank alcohol. I didn't. It was all right, we just sat around and talked for about an hour and a half. Then everyone got up and left to go "hot boxing," whatever that was. I went in the van, and that was when I realized what it is: flooding an area (in this case, the van) with pot smoke and passing around the pot and getting stoned while listening to music.
I got out of the van and left. I walked all the way around the Best Western Motel, it was a bit cold, there were some people over on the other side of the street having their own party. I felt more older than anything. I was disgusted with what our youth, my generation, is doing: falling into the din of drugs because they can't stand the dredge of day-to-day life. They could do something about it as one, they could change it, rather be it by political process or by rebellion, but instead their energies are wasted on drugs. Drugs, which tame us, make it so we feel good. The opiate of the masses, the calmer of the masses, the thing that keeps them in check. It was such wasted youth. Every moment is older.
I came to my car and left.
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