+Brandy
My mind feels like it's in a state of stillness as I inhale the smoke from my blunt. My red watery eyes stare at the night sky from the inside of my car, with my seat tilted back and heater blaring through the vents. This is the first time in days that I feel somewhat... relaxed. And even though I don't deserve to, I think it's what my mind, body, and soul need right now in order to keep me from blacking out.
I usually don't smoke unless it's a special occasion, but since I'm so stressed out these days, I thought, why the hell not.
Finally exhaling, I watch as the white smoke fills my surroundings before slowly disappearing.
It's been three days since the... incident and ever since then, I've been trapped inside the warehouse because of the hurricane. Three days here would'
