Morning, dawn, daylight. ..I despised it. I would stay up all night on meth or coke and would remember saying that I didn't want anymore after the one so I could still get some sleep. That NEVER worked. I was cranky on dope usually but as soon as it wore off I would feel even more cranky and worn down so much that I would do "just 1 more" because I wanted to party more.. that would last normally til about 5am, when we usually ran out. Then by then it was time to go to work. I would see the sun start to come up through the curtains and just be so mad at myself. I knew I would have to spend the rest of the day, an 11 hr work shift outside just scraping to stay awake. I used to sneak off to take short naps during the day. Ya that sucked. Then going home and taking care of kids was even more depressing. I would just want a little more just to get through the rest of the day, then the whole cycle started over again.. same thing the next night and the next..
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