Samhain Thanksgiving Moon
The drugs have worn off and I’m getting more alert as the night grows more advanced. Plus I had a meal. A major event after the ritual of purification. At least for awhile I’m running against the rhythm of the day.
A washed out feeling, a bit loose at the joints, yes, and the grin has left my face. The drugs brought back the days, the ’60s, when a grin and dilated pupils meant there was a good party going on somewhere nearby. Now, as a resolute third phaser, I get my drugs the legal way, when I have a medical procedure. I enjoy them just the same.