Listening to Amy Winehouse as I write I feel a little sad for the life she had. No matter who you may be drugs can find a way into your life and you begin the course. How it ends depends on a number of things but who you are has a big bearing. Which makes me wonder why I am still involved in this fucked up game. I read about the success of others and feel glad that they have released themselves from the iron grip that shackled them. I tell myself I will stop. So what is it about me that stops me from being free? Will I ever? Life is a beautiful thing for sure and we all have our cross to bear so do not cry for me. I am big enough to deal with my burden.

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