I was standing there, bent over, holding onto the counter, eyes closed. So many thoughts were whirling in my head that I couldn't make anything out - they were a fast-moving blur of forms. Finally safe enough to open my eyes, I looked into the mirror ... there was white under my nose, white on my clothes ... I was emotionless. Moving my head around I saw white powder on the walls, on the floor, covering the lotion bottle, and come to look closer it was covering all the small containers on the counter. The tamper-evident seal had exploded under my teeth ... the day I snorted toothpaste powder was here.
|Photo by Pauline Pentony|