So..yeah...swim, as some of you may know, had a relapse not too long ago. During this period, I guess swim had dropped dirty for his PO. Now Swim is maybe (though likely) looking at 90 days in county, he has his court date on march 17th. Swim is frustrated because this was a "slip" and not a "fall", and swim got right back onto his feet. He has passed every drug test since, and intends to pass them all in the future.

The thing that really fucks with me is that swim is in school right now, and if he happens to have to go to jail, than all this effort he's putting in now won't matter, he'll have to withdraw. So he's wondering whether he should continue to go...

Just a little piece of writing I did..


There is no comfort in the in-between. We are awake before we can rest, and unfortunatley when we are born we have to live before we die. I suppose it makes things more interesting. It's 4:02 AM, and yes it's great to be back, wherever the hell I am. I always love being back, "here". Staring in to the bathroom mirror. This is the place where the realization hits me: no rest tonight. I have an exam tomorrow morning at 9. I have to urinate in a cup for the 47th district at 7:30 in the AM.

So I'll walk through this exhausting limbo in between wake and rest into the horizon, and find solace in my anxiety; the...