Home Alone

Been staying with a pal since I left the treatment unit.

Until now. 

I am home alone. Discovered a crack pipe and new works under the spare bed.

My pal cleared out all the drugs in my flat but I forgot about the spare bed. No drugs, just the tools to take them. Had a long look at the crack pipe. Crack pipe is the sort of thing you could scrape out and smoke. My stomach started to clench the way it can when you smoke crack.

All from just looking at it.

Put it all away under the spare bed. 

Tomorrow is a crunch day, a day I have to fill with not thinking about scoring heroin.

Tune in.