| eugene: sometimes we all wonder how things come to be. a chain of events: a leads to b leads to c leads to z. each life is made up of big decisions and each day is made up of a million little decisions. what shirt to wear, what street to walk on, what to eat for lunch. now all of these seemingly inconsequential choices may change your life forever. but who can handle that kind of responsibility? it would paralyze you to think about it. so you have to trust your instinct, what the greeks might call your character. you better pray to whatever god you believe in that your character knows what the hell it's doing. i thought i was a man of character. good character. then i made a mistake. a bad one that changed everything. that's why i found myself walking into a lousy l.a. bar to buy some phenolcitrate---synthetic heroin, my personal favorite. see, when i got high, the chain of events disappeared. no past, no future, just the sweet and sticky now. but before i could get home that night with my bag of goodies something happened. i did a good thing. one good deed that started another chain that i wasn't ready for. a ride i had no business taking. |