something happened

i sense it... something clicked in my head and i am waking up and feeling quite a mite (might?), as in very frustrated with myself for wasting away so much, especially physically... i was a genius child, after all... after not sleeping all night due to some near black-out drunken debauchery, i scored in the genius range in my military iq tests... yes, i was in the military... a vietnam era vet... yes, i am that old... and i did more drugs in the military than at any other point in this life... when the inspectors found drugs in my room they gave me to the mps and after a few minutes they gave me to cid (the military's answer to the cia of sorts) and they let me go back to work after about 45 minutes... they asked if i used drugs and i told them yes, most of them, there are more available here than on the streets... they asked if i used drugs on duty and i said no... i told them drug laws are ridiculous and the government wastes time and money keeping drugs illegal when there are many other pressing needs in the country that the money would better serve... then i told them i had no idea where the drugs in my room came from as they were not in my possession and in fact it was not my room, it was the army's room and a lot of people have the key and i slept off base more often than not... i asked them if they really though it was a good use of their resources to court marshal me over a bag of pot and i really ought to get to the emergency room because i am the ncoic (in charge) tonight and people could be dying there, they left the room for a few minutes and told me to go to work... never heard from them again...

wow, that was an old memory... anyway, something's coming (inside)...