the feeling of peace and calmness
seems to come at an unavoidable price
like killing brain cells or losing an arbitrary piece of your memory like the
details to a scene in a good film or the exact measurement of cream in a recipe, but then you question why these things would matter on a deeper level than common small talk between occasional acquaintances who may never care to bring it up again. So you just continue to inhale that good ****.

-a.lorraine