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    The Ravings Of A Madman part 31

    Floating down the river, I feel my raft rock back and forth. It's an unstable transportation, but even a little progress is some. I need to get to my destination. This journey is my only option. I can't keep going like I did; it'll be the death of me. I know this, but the lure these substances use to tempt me to dive in the water is more powerful than my will. Just a little dip won't hurt anyone; I sing the sweet lie to myself to justify my issue. I know I probably won't resurface, so, before my final indulgence, I savor the air and dive.