Day #190 – My Quiet Place


I like the quiet, despite all my efforts to be surrounded by noise, people and music all the time. Part of my psychosis after all the drugs is that I cannot stay in too quiet a spot for too long. It becomes painfully obvious that the massive loss of sleep coupled with the massive amounts of chemicals I smoked, snorted and swallowed have had some effect on my brain, and I hear things. Voices. There. I said it.

They say the paranoia and psychosis will take up to a year to dissipate. It’s been six months so far, and they are far less invasive than they used to be. But they linger.

But every now and then, I can remove myself to a quiet space, like this one, deep in the Jonkershoek forest, where I can sit at peace, and just be.

Ah and the sounds that I hear then…

© Dave Luis 2012. All Rights Reserved.

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