Not like sustainable fuckin’ local ass food.
I mean, I’m all for it actually, but that’s not what this is.
This will be short and to the point. One thing has become clear to your author:
We, at 23rd Street, have been living an unsustainable existence. We can’t keep on going on like this. Nothing (we wouldn’t say good) but productive will come from it.
Most of these posts are the same. Touch on the same concepts and fears and blahblahblah-rapateta. They blur. They sometimes illuminate. But it’s repetition… repetitive. The same thing over and over and over again.
And sometimes… just sometimes… in a minute fragment or a secret-hidden sentence, a point is made that we, at 23rd can actually say is insightful. Whether we listen or choose to act on it or not, is another story.
Because, you see, this isn’t about you or a “community” of drug users that are in recovery or not. This is the most selfish of endeavors.
…and with that, maybe we’ve alienated the 1 1/2 individuals that actually read this.
But we, at 23rd Street, are trying, somehow, to save ourselves.