A Day On The Terrace
My buddy and I spent the day in his garden, on his terrace. The sun shone down, the sky was blue. The leaves were just starting to turn, autumnal colours waving in the breeze, orange and yellow and brown.
He spent two years in hospital/rehab for drugs and the mental side effects that they can cause. He's changed, but he is the same. I guess, he might say that about me, in all reality. Mostly he seems like his old self and it's nice to have my friend back.
He drank white wine and I smoked pot. We talked the whole afternoon. We were plastered by the end, each on our own poison.
He’s got a great place.
He’s got a great career, if he can keep this contained, which so far he has managed to do. He took long service leave, you can after 7 years.
He went to Canada. After, Open Shores. New beginnings, the world is your oyster. Rehab for those who can afford to pay for it, and who have a clear pathway out. He did all of those winter sports he loves, and so rarely gets to do. He and his wife and his two boys. Skiing all winter.
He spent two years in hospital/rehab for drugs and the mental side effects that they can cause. He's changed, but he is the same. I guess, he might say that about me, in all reality. Mostly he seems like his old self and it's nice to have my friend back.
He drank white wine and I smoked pot. We talked the whole afternoon. We were plastered by the end, each on our own poison.
He’s got a great place.
He’s got a great career, if he can keep this contained, which so far he has managed to do. He took long service leave, you can after 7 years.
He went to Canada. After, Open Shores. New beginnings, the world is your oyster. Rehab for those who can afford to pay for it, and who have a clear pathway out. He did all of those winter sports he loves, and so rarely gets to do. He and his wife and his two boys. Skiing all winter.
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