true stories.
i remember this one time in rehab i sat listening to the black woman for hours while we chain-smoked and bull shitted. she was the program supervisor, she interrupted others, she told loud stories that usually ended with a wagging of fingers and her yelling "Oh hell to the no."
i got yelled at for putting my feet on the footrest. i got yelled at for eating breakfast too late. i didn't speak at any of the three-a-day meetings. i didn't talk much at all (shy) but a lot of the women agreed i look like kate hudson in almost famous. not too bad. the rest talked about how when you start menopause you grow a moustache and you give up on shaving.
it was the end of summer, that heat that doesn't quit, we smoked cigarettes all day and laid in bed quietly after lights out.