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No one sets out to produce children who are drug addicts. I wonder how it happens.

I was made privy to a discussion between an employee and a tenant who was a life long addict. He claimed he was happy because he had never had a job, had done drugs all his life, had lived on an altered plane for as long as he could remember. He was in his late thirties talking to an employee in his early thirties. He was stuck in a wheel chair, could barely move, needed help with bathrooms and bathing, but the reality is we all end up that way one day. What was amazing was how unenvious he was of the basic human functions of the person he was talking to. He essentially talked down to the employee, making it seem like he had his priorities right, drugs are amazing, why sell your soul for anything, even a few more days of life when those days are wrenched from you through whatever form of menial labour is thrust upon you?

He died not long after that, if you had seen him you'd wonder how he had managed to live as long as he had. I wonder about it all though. If one does the math, compares the amount of time you're doing what you want to do vs. the time you sell to afford those things, do you come out any further ahead living another 40 years or so?