| DOSE: |
30 mg |
insufflated |
Morphine
|
(ground / crushed) |
It all began when I saw a guy in my German class with his arm in a sling. Being one who uses vicodin for recreational uses on occasion, I saw a prime opporunity for a fun night. I asked him about the vicodin, he was willing to sell some, but his buddy came up with a better offer. Two 30mg pills of morphine-sulfate for 20$. Outrageous price, but I had never tried it before and morphine was a rare occurence to come across. So we agreed he would drop them off at my work for me and I'd pay him. The transaction completed, I was happy with my tiny tablets.
I went home after work excited to associate myself with a new substance. I ground up and snorted one pill. I timed the effect to take hold about 5-10 minutes after I finished the line. It was noticable, but weak. But I waited. An hour later I was flying. It felt like some invisible force was massaging my entire body when I relaxed. My vision was slightly distorted, but nothing mind-blowing. I had a tendancy to walk in a strange fashion. Probably because it felt so foreign an action for me to do.
After five hours of introspection, I decided I was ready to pass out. I climbed into my bed and lied down. It felt like I was moving, but I wasn't. Like being thrown through the air in a front-flip motion. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep, but I felt like I had been dead for three days when I went to work the following morning.
