Wino Daze

Well, after about 3 1/2 years on crack, I had seriously had enough. My sweetie was having thoughts of suicide, and I think i was pretty close behind her. We did'nt do anything anymore, other than exist. I couldn't go on doing this, so I had it out with her. We had a big fight, and I eventually put her outside the apartment and asked her if she had a quarter to call her mom, or should I do it for her...

A couple of hours later and I am in a family members car heading north to their house.

This is the end of this tale.

As I write this, it's been 9 months, and I have not touched a single grain of crack or cocaine.