Where the Prescribed Things Are
I remember being told that when someone offers you drugs for free, it's absolutely positively solely so they can get you hooked and then 28 days later you're looking to get more. Neither he nor I have ever filled out a FAFSA. We talk about it based on the little we know beyond it's uselessness in our world. Here, it's not on the mind of a soul in the building and everything within 200ft, where the wifi ends from humble beginning sitting on the marble. A sort of posh modern interior, dark stone on the reception area (to use the word desk would be mean). Past the doors with your latte to a doctor's office. Seriously. There's another office after the front office. Somewhere round there lay drugs of all kinds, stacked in my imagination like some type of vending machine. Like stale crackers they shower into brown paper lunch sacks, potions like Ambien and Allegra.
And you thought it was rain.