...Past Revisited..Harold 1 Streets 0!!!

..well in a good store in a normal part of the neighborhood I ran into my main crack dealer with one of my smoking buddies taggin behind him. They say make a geographical change but it really doesn't matter..life shows up and when i turned and saw him i was not surprised..anxious or nervous about the encounter I knew i was about to have. I was asked to come by..he had something for me in the same sentence he complimented me on how well i was looking because see..drug dealers don't really want to let you go..and for a split second the contemplation of what if????..occurred but someone in this fellowship sent me some information about just how long a feeling lasts..seconds..so i squared up and told him no..not with arrogance or indifference as if i was some new transformed individual but simply no..and for the first time at any point in my 25 year bout with this disease was I more sure of my no than i have ever been..and i noticed when i looked him dead in his eyes he realized it was a non-starter with me and wished me well and walked off...tomorrow is just 2 weeks clean but i feel like its been a year trying to get here and just so much father to go but i feel like ive gotten something from this fellowship and im grateful...