euphoricontin17
01-31-2010, 09:40 AM
Well folks, so I had this dream last night, more of a nightmare. I thought it was interesting enough to share....
So I fall asleep about 10p.m. (yes folks, that's right you heard me NORMAL sleeping hours :)! I usually don't sleep this good unless i'm on an IV binge. the perc 10's I get for pain allow me to do that. They don't do shit for my pain but as far as the dr's know, I'm still a 22 year old nearly-opiate naive unfortunate, who still needs to work his was up the opiate ladder, not a life long junky with redic tolerance! but anyway, they make for easy sleep and odd dreams.) and I wake up in a dream world, a post-apocalipse (sp sorry) wasteland pretty much, like something out of a movie. I'm walking down the street trying to find some diesel and I ask a junkie who tells me " no D anymore man, that's been extinct since the govt. banned graduated cylinders back in 2055, only dope now is scripts, you gotta hit up opiatedirectory.com to find a host". So I'm like WTF? A host? anyway, I find my way to a library and go on this imaginary website. Turns out it's a listing of everyone in your area who has a pain script. You just type in what opiate you want and it gives you an address. Apparently this website was started by junkie/pain-paitent, who harbored a restment against other pain patients who could actually get scripts. So I find an address for a patient with oxyM not knowing what to expect. I weve my way through the decimated streets, passing houses every so often with people screaming and junkies all around. I get to the house a knock on the door where I'm met with a shotgun. I ask the lady about this website. The lady tells me that damn website is the scourge of PP's everywhere and they are constantly being robbed. She asks why I'm there, and I say I heard you have some oxymorphone, she just looks at me and then pulls the trigger. Then I wake up...
Weird huh? Could you imagine if there was a dicrectory to aid junkies like that? The chaos and stuff. jeez I just thought it was an interesting dream. Hope I didn't waste your time.
So I fall asleep about 10p.m. (yes folks, that's right you heard me NORMAL sleeping hours :)! I usually don't sleep this good unless i'm on an IV binge. the perc 10's I get for pain allow me to do that. They don't do shit for my pain but as far as the dr's know, I'm still a 22 year old nearly-opiate naive unfortunate, who still needs to work his was up the opiate ladder, not a life long junky with redic tolerance! but anyway, they make for easy sleep and odd dreams.) and I wake up in a dream world, a post-apocalipse (sp sorry) wasteland pretty much, like something out of a movie. I'm walking down the street trying to find some diesel and I ask a junkie who tells me " no D anymore man, that's been extinct since the govt. banned graduated cylinders back in 2055, only dope now is scripts, you gotta hit up opiatedirectory.com to find a host". So I'm like WTF? A host? anyway, I find my way to a library and go on this imaginary website. Turns out it's a listing of everyone in your area who has a pain script. You just type in what opiate you want and it gives you an address. Apparently this website was started by junkie/pain-paitent, who harbored a restment against other pain patients who could actually get scripts. So I find an address for a patient with oxyM not knowing what to expect. I weve my way through the decimated streets, passing houses every so often with people screaming and junkies all around. I get to the house a knock on the door where I'm met with a shotgun. I ask the lady about this website. The lady tells me that damn website is the scourge of PP's everywhere and they are constantly being robbed. She asks why I'm there, and I say I heard you have some oxymorphone, she just looks at me and then pulls the trigger. Then I wake up...
Weird huh? Could you imagine if there was a dicrectory to aid junkies like that? The chaos and stuff. jeez I just thought it was an interesting dream. Hope I didn't waste your time.