Feeling a bit brutish & a bit boorish.
An old friend of ours killed herself yesterday. Among all of the things I can say about that, this one currently tops my mind: She'd apparently tried to do it a week ago with an overdose of pills. Pardon me if I leave details a little vague. When the subject of calling 911 to get her some professional help came up, the mere fact that she probably had illegal drugs in her home was enough to frighten them out of the notion. I suppose it makes sense; why further complicate her life by adding a possession charge for pot?
I cannot begin to imagine the guilt accompanying this decision now. I suppose I'm like a lot of people who don't really think of drugs anymore. We that have forgotten that Iraq isn't the only pointless war-without-end currently producing only the most disastrous & devastating results.
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