I am haphazardly coping with the fact that I'm starting from scratch when it's very much probable that I won't last long. But I've never been happier to get rid of all these people, it's as if my past simply doesn't exist. All joyful memories that I may have had with them now seem to pass through a ''filter'' in my head and turn to utterly disgusting memories. I love music, but not the music as heard and played with them, which is nice cos it seems that when I'm hearing my usual stuff it seems I'm listening to something new. And drugs? I don't even think about them anymore; I'm not suppressing the thoughts, I'm trying to deal with them, but the memories I have with drugs amount to a minus zero. Perhaps you guys would like to take a look at my site. Very important things, positive things are all there.