July 13, 2003
It will take a day or two, perhaps three, of feeling too much, to get back to feeling only that which I'm supposed to feel. That's the price of not feeling for awhile. Coming down from cigarettes is not unlike coming down from a long night of blow. It fucking hurts. You gotta do it, but you know, a little more, would put it off, just a little longer. Once you're past those early stages, ahhh, the release, the freedom. It's impossible to imagine ever going back. Why would you ever go back? Over and over and over again, back.