Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu

Day 54 – Morphine, my new best friend

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I never agreed with addicts or addiction; I never blamed nor judged them but I just didn’t understand the rush to get high, despite the fact that you could lose everything.

Today morphine became my best friend, my lover, my sweet embrace of every possible sense amplified and then stolen from me. The first touch went straight into my brain and an exclamation came from inside; then it slowly but furiously hit the back of my head and all of my members. It gently hugged me until there was nothing left, but my eyelids who were struggling to blink. And then it pushed me into a deep sleep and I slept the heaviest sleep in my entire life.

And then the pain hit again and then the morphine; and the pain and then the morphine; I was engaged in this weird ridiculously pleasant dance in which I wanted to stay forever but also leave as fast as I could. Well, this was the closest I could get to comprehending an addict; and although I still am against it, I think now I can understand them a little bit more.

About the author

Ela Vasilescu

I’m a writer based in Florence, Italy.

Human nature inspires me, different cultures, traditions, folk stories and the differences which make us unique. Documenting stories is a privilege, a glimpse into humanity, an unforgettable experience, one which I embrace and honour every day.

If you have a story twitching in the back of your pocket, one that is ready to be told, shared and heard, chances are I will be ready to listen; so don’t hesitate to send me an email.

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Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu