two spiritual communities - 12-Step Recovery and New Thought.
Moments ago I was back in time. I dreamed I did a line of coke. It felt too real and so stressful even in my dream. I just woke up and want to write it down while still fresh.
It went like this: I stumbled upon an unbeknownst bag of cocaine in my home. I felt a sudden surge of sneaky adrenaline as I determined what to do. I hurriedly filled up one of those brown glass gram containers that people used to use and maybe still do for all I know.