It's a funny thing about this life. You can have an education and you can have the ability, but if the chance does not present itself or if that chance is not forced upon somebody through incessant phone calls and all out social war, opportunity to thrive within a certain capacity never comes to the surface. It can therefor be said that the world loses... in a way. For example, I have two master's degrees and can't find a job in my area that pays more than a delivery driver. I could work for a casino, but I have done that before and want to try something else. I have nobody to call or lean on for work. I have no friends to kick open doors for me. I only have my word and my education. In the world today, I'm not so sure that I have enough. I like to play straight pool with no gimmicks. I like to get to the point and solve the issue either incrementally over time, right away, or whatever works best for all concerned. As long as progress is being made and not too much compromise is part of the agenda, I am all in. My grandmother told me once that politics is in everything. I believe her words to be true. But politics can be too much of a burden to bear. Too much of oneself is often given away. The result may be more of this or that. But what becomes of you as a result of this or that means priorities are no longer the same. The politics changes and then the goals change. This life, it is a funny thing.

Last night I was reminded of the darkness that comes with heroin. There was a girl so strung out that she had no control of her arms and hands. Her face was twitching and she was as pale as any human can be. I didn't know her, but I know her friend who was playing it down. I think my friend was high on the shit as she was also pale and rather clammy looking. I've seen this crap before. I've seen what women and men will do for a shot of that shit. These people will do whatever it takes to get high. Wherever there is someone strung out, surely there is a bag somewhere nearby. There seems to be a rise in this heroin thing happening. Not only are pain killers becoming a major issue (has been), but there is also a heroin increase happening. I know for a fact that this is not just a poor issue. Heroin like alcohol seems to be readily available on every street. In a town like the one I'm in, something like heroin is just par for the course. But there is something different about it when you see it right in front of your face. You get to see first hand the confusion and the sadness that comes with it. It steals their soul. You cannot dance with the demon and the party always comes to a halt.