Aftermath

My eye lids felt as if they were laden with ten tonne weights and trying to open them seemed too much of an effort so I left them closed and enjoyed the heavy,comfortable feel of my body,the complete lack of pain.

I'd always been unrepentantly lazy,so why change now?

My head was woozy and thick,as if I were drugged,but that felt good too.

If this is what being high is like then maybe I should try it.

Shouldn't I be in pain though?

Was I remembering correctly or did we not almost get eaten by evil birds but were then saved by cute unicorn looking,two butted cats?

Maybe I should try harder to dislodge those ten tonne weights after all.

I opened my palms and stretched my fingers.It was like pushing through mud,though I felt nothing at my fingertips.

Maybe this high thing isn't all it's cracked up to be because nothing's making sense.