addiction

I wake my head heavy, mouth dry, in desperate need of a fix. Shakily I get out of bed and on trembling legs make my way to the stash of powder.

I grasp the packet, desirous yet fearful to indulge my addiction. Could I get through the day without my fix? Perhaps so but, as the day progresses I know that my body’s craving for illicit pleasures will cause snappiness, lack of concentration and other classic signs of addiction.

With trembling hands I open the packet and watch as powder fills the receptacle. A few minutes later I sigh with satisfaction – this cappuccino tastes so dam good …