Quit Smoking

Talk about one of the hardest things anyone can do. It seems simple enough, just put them down, throw them away or give them to someone else. It's not though, and most will hide what's left of their pack for when they want to sneak one. Some people tapper off the smokes, but people like me go cold turkey. That's right, I just quit 3 days ago and I am split between being glad I quit and the need to take that next drag. People think it's only a cig when they start, it's cool, I can stop anytime. I started when I was 11 and I have quit a few times. It never seemed to take, but I hope it will this time. People don't think it, but they are as addictive as all those hard core drugs out there. Not only that, they can kill you or just leave you with a hole in your throat. So think about quitting for your health and for all those around your cloud of smoke. I recommend Chantix to have a real shot at quitting. Until next time,
                                                         Writer in Limbo

Neighbors

How well do you really know them? Some don't know their neighbors at all. You see them leave their house every once in a while and you don't even wave to these people. You see that a lot in big cities and all the buildings they live in. Some even die, but no one knows until the smell drifts into the hallway. Some think they know their neighbors very well, but that's not always the case. Like with serial killers. Point in fact, John Wayne Gacy, his neighbors really liked him until the smell got to bad coming from under his house. Remember this, every serial killer in history had neighbors at one time. Just a little something to think about, can you truly know your neighbors? Until next time,

                                                          Writer in Limbo

Drugs are killing

I know you see it all the time, with your brother, your sister or even one of your parents. My family is no different and it's killing them everyday of their life. Snorting for some, but the needle for even more out there. They are a shell of their former self, the real walking dead. They wake up everyday and their first thought, is where they will get their next taste. Not what they will eat or should they take a shower. No, they scramble for that next fix that will get them by. Two of my own brothers I helped to get out of prison early, gave them a place to live and got them a job. I tried so hard to keep them clean and today, they are both back on the needle, a shell of their former self. It can happen to any family, so just hope it doesn't happen to yours. Until next time,

                                                        Writer in Limbo