High and Life

If you think about it, everyone is on drugs.

All of us. Every single one. We're all on drugs.

And not all drugs are created equal.

But neither is everyone.

I knew a man once. He was high on breathing. Yes, the very act of breathing. He said that every breath he takes did far more for him than any narcotic every did. The joy of the simple breath was euphoric to him. Endorphins flooding.

I like to think I'm high on love. I love you all. I love everyone I've ever met. I love all people and have been a lover to many ladies. Love is the best of all the drugs.

It's HIGH time we recognize that our very existence is a perpetual drug tip.