How Was Your Day?

In front of me are two men, having a discussion. I'm not involved at all, instead merely a spectator in another of lifes theatrical shows. I just stand by, smoking and pretending not to hear them.

Between them, they're discussing their favourite combinations of drugs. Oxycontin, Hydrocodeine, Methamphetamines, Tremadol, you know. One of them even mentions Dimethylcyclopropanecarboxylic acid. I'm not dumb. I know what that one is. It's used to kill spiders.

They don't seem to mind me being there, and seem comfortable enough admitting experimenting with drugs, even if it isn't to me directly. What strikes me as strange about all this is just how little they know each other. I forget how the conversation came up, but they're on a roll now, working themselves into an excited state. The kind you see in children when they discuss what toys they'd like for Christmas.

Here's what they know about me: Some of my name, my approximate age, where I work. Maybe a little more. Perhaps even a little less.

However, here's what they don't know I know about them: One of them has acute mental issues and uses drugs as a coping mechanism. It's his own personal spaceship for leaving reality behind. See, he's a little bit crazy. Not crazy like your friend Carl is crazy because he does shots of liquer through his eye. No, the other kind of crazy. This kind:
"You're doing it all wrong!"
"How so?"
"Don't just wrap your hands around the throat.You have to push your thumbs into the windpipe."

He won't admit that the drugs are for more than just recreational use. But he probably wont admit that he's crazy either.

The other is a homosexual, though this is common knowledge. What isn't so well known is that he uses drugs for sexual kicks. I guess you can only enjoy conventional sex for so long before you decide to push the boundaries a bit. But there are only so many positions to try before it all becomes old news once again. Just ticking the pictures in the Kama Sutra. So you move on once again.

You're soon faced with the same dilemma again though, once you've indulged in all the new fetishes, and physically pushed yourself as far as you can go. So the next step is to experiment with your mind too, as you introduce cocktails of drugs into your sexual activities. And that's just what he's done.

That's what I know that they don't.
One for pleasure and one for pain.

As for myself, I wasn't a part of the discussion.

[End of chapter.]