A drug addict

Drugs play a major role in almost everyone’s life these days. Some are legal and prescribed for legitimate maladies, some are lightweight recreational compounds, and some are life-wrecking. According to Hugh Hefner who says he has tried them all, swears Viagra is the best. As much as I would like to agree with him, I think there is one that trumps Viagra: Breathing.


You may not think of breathing as a drug but I’m here to tell you that it has all the addiction you can ever possibly want. As I mentioned before, we never think of breathing until we can’t. Today I don’t think much about my breathing until my patented “Vinnie Barbarino, up your nose with a rubber hose” is removed from my face (like during a shower). In about 30 seconds I’m starting to look around; and when I see the apparatus returning to attach itself to my nose, I get giddy with excitement. The first breath after a successful reattachment has got to be the best rush there is. Okay, I admit it: I’m addicted. Do I need to be looking for a 12-step?