three weeks
long live the days of absolute debauchery, many weeks is to long to go without it... at least certain types of wholehearted worship. the more i try to stay away from it, the more it perseus me silently...with out my knowing. a simple ride becomes a game of hide and seek. one drink leads to the next untill all my inhibitions and fears have disappeared untill the next time our paths cross... then the game starts all over again