One of those days...

Hey Mutants and normals, Well, today as we all know is New Years Eve, or as the yanks call it for simple effect NYE! No not New York Eve either.. let's nick that one in the bud right now lol.

Anyways, today I had a great day, it was going pretty well to be honest. Had a huge lunch decked out for work, left over pasta and vegan sauce, two little pieces of brownie, a banana, soy yoghurt and a clementine, with a container of empty coco pops for second breakfast.

One of the guys came in with broken ribs after a drinking incident a few nights back. And well he was pretty stoned out of his tree. It was entertaining to be honest, and thankfully the boy has a good head on his shoulders and took all the ribbing we gave him in stride.

The downside to this, was I was getting that craving for something strong, that little lovely natural thing called morphine. I hate those days you know. I haven't had any morphine since my hip replacement, and with the amount of opiates I have had in my life, most people are surprised I am not in an alleyway shooting up on M or dead. To be honest, so am I. The days where I just sit there pondering the "I am in a tonne of pain, I need some morphine", which is generally not far at all from the truth. But because I manage it, and am able to block it out through other methods, I don't. But just that beautiful haze around the edge of my vision, that mind harbouring and loving lack of pain would be nice. Just to wake up a few hours later, and not have to assess my body for any major pain spots. That would be nice.

Morphine, I do miss you at times. We had some fun and fucked up times together, and unlike everyone on earth, you have given me the one thing I have only ever wanted, a good day without pain. I love you.