04-04-2020, 07:58 PM
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Coming back after basically dropping off of the face of the earth was a surreal feeling. It wasn't as if he had left on a grand adventure either; he had been stuck inside his house with an embarrassing, stubborn cough and weak limbs, a byproduct of his inability to take care of his own health. Sickness often kept him down for longer than they should, but this was the sickest he had ever been. Maybe it was a wake-up call.
It had been several week since he had touched any mind-altering substances which was a new record since he went on a spiral when Pastel died. No cigarettes, no booze. After some time, he realized he was beginning to feel better. Wow. It was almost as if Selby was right and drugs were bad for him.
He sat in the town with his eyes squinted against the sun. This was the farthest he had dragged himself from his house in a long time, and he was tired.
Coming back after basically dropping off of the face of the earth was a surreal feeling. It wasn't as if he had left on a grand adventure either; he had been stuck inside his house with an embarrassing, stubborn cough and weak limbs, a byproduct of his inability to take care of his own health. Sickness often kept him down for longer than they should, but this was the sickest he had ever been. Maybe it was a wake-up call.
It had been several week since he had touched any mind-altering substances which was a new record since he went on a spiral when Pastel died. No cigarettes, no booze. After some time, he realized he was beginning to feel better. Wow. It was almost as if Selby was right and drugs were bad for him.
He sat in the town with his eyes squinted against the sun. This was the farthest he had dragged himself from his house in a long time, and he was tired.