Fixing for my high, the legal variety...

Since the dawn of time humans have been trying to find some way out of our usually dull minds, alcohol, drugs, sex, and our collective obsession with love, all can be contributed to this strange mechanism. We just want to feel something diffrent, we want to get our minds of the usual track of near constant worry, so we do all these things. Alcohol is the all time winner I guess, fermented liquids have been hanging around almost as long as we have. Based on the very basic principle "If I leave this sweet liquid for a period of time, driking it will make me feel funny, juhu, let's do it again!" Of course alcohol comes with a few problems, like the fact that it kills a whole lot of people every single day. Alcoholism of course kills, so does drunk rage and drunk driving, and there's the charming option of alcoholpoisoning. But still, it's the most common form of legal, over the counter, mindaltering substance. And yes, I know a lot of you don't agree upon the "mindaltering" part, but hey, if weed is mindaltering I'm sure as hell not letting alcohol fall into another category. Fact is, neighter is mindaltering, they just turn up the volume in a matter of speaking, in very diffrent ways of course. Alcohol in the scariest way, the "over the top honest, badassed, angry/happy(depends on the day), there's no tomorrow" way. Weed in the "chill man, wow, that's like, really cool...everything makes sense man, we should really write this stuff down, but I cant seem to find pen and paper..." way. One is legal, the other is not, guess which one. Yes, the angerinducing one, we're a clever spieces...
Ok, back on cue, I can't change the laws, only point out what a lot of people smarter than me have pointed out before me. The legal high's of the world are still quite a few, there's sex, not going out of style anytime soon, hey, you can throw HIV on us as a scare, we'll just raise you with condoms, no worries, we like sex, and we're not quitting. Common knowlege. There's adrenalin, the legal drug of choice in the ninetees, when extreme sports suddenly became a houshold name. Basejumping, how cool, I just love hanging maimed from a twig in a mountainside, waiting for help, this is my chosen high and I'm not giving it up. Idiots, fucking idiots, what the hell is wrong with normal skydiving? Why do you always have to opt for the "bigger better stronger faster" option? These are the same people, whom if allowed to take drugs, would opt for heroin bechause coke just dosen't quite do it for them. Adrenalin is a great drug, it's produced by the body, much the same as the chemicals your brain lets lose in connection with sex. The ninetees were all about the braindrugs, the ultimate mindhigh, litterally. Then of course you've got caffeein, nicoteen and sugar, everyday drugs(yes, they are, as a matter of fact, drugs), wich a lot of us depends upon to get through the day, good ones, that help us endure. And eventually might kill us, but that's a worry for tomorrow.
But my chosen high(fine, I have quite a few of the legal ones covered, and I do like my endorphins and adrenaline highs as much as the next person, if we insist on beeing nitpickish) must be music, seldom has any "drug" had such a powerful moodaltering effect as music posesses. And you all know what I'm talking about here. It's like when you're in your car, heading to or from work, or some other grueling duty, and then there's this song on the radio, it might be your song(we all have a few of those), it might be a song you assosiate with something nice, a fun moment, a happy time. And for no real reason everything gets a little more okay, everything seems better, and it's just the coolest thing, suddenly you're singing(or syncing), and maybe doing some upperbody dancing, all while smiling. If it's not the other kind of song, the dreadded "brokenharted theemesong" of your life, oh no, now you are desperatly trying to change the channel while sverving into oncoming traffic, not a good thing, can really mess up ones day infact. My point beeing, music is a well working, legal, and easily avilable drug. And thanks to the marvels of modern technology you can make your own personal fix, in the form of a playlist, ain't it spectaculare folks? You know you want to...
The high, on which I'm soaring right now, includes such feelgood classics as "Theese boots are made for walking", by Nancy Sinatra, "Play that funky music white boy" by Jaaaaaames Brown, "Bad reputation" by Joan Jett and a few more. Of course there are some less classic, more personal bits included to, like my beloved "Country girl" by Primal Scream, "Sexyback"by Justin Timberlake, that I posess a surprising(to myself) hang up on, and a slightly less tasteful choice, for fun, "I've got the power" by Snap. Makes me happy and a little dancey(yes, I'm making up words again) everytime. So get into the groove, having a bad day? Music works wonders, dance around a little by yourself, make up some crazy moves, nobodys waching, your free, so have some fun with it.

Miramuffin says: Now I have to get ready for the movies with my lawyerboy(yes, petnames can go way beyond honey, sweethart, and the normal bland variety), and I'm going to se Snakes on a plane (finally, I have waited so long, stupid country, why must we be so slow?), this is a good day. A very good one, I even baked today, can you belive it? I'm not really a domestic person, so this is a little sensational, or frightening I guess. Uhoh, I just realized I posess no english vocabulary when it comes to baking... Well, it's sweet and cinnamony, and goes great with my coal black coffee. Good night and good luck, now put on some music and have some fun.