addiction

fentanyl smoke

The Lost

Rush

As Ian and I were driving home last night after his veterinary shift, we made a short detour to grab a few items at a grocery store along the way. This market is in an area of town hit especially hard by homelessness and addiction; even driving through this merchant's lot is a harrowing experience, with panhandlers and those in the throws of narcotic abuse everywhere. We quickly purchased what we needed, then got back on the road.

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The Lost

Addicted and Lost

I didn't want to see what my husband was witnessing, and it's times like this I am glad to not have his abilities. He was describing in detail the lost souls meandering about us as I exited the lot: literally hundreds of dead, trapped in the throes of addiction and despair, some slumped over, while others staggered like zombies in a horror film...

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