man finds calling

Having returned from a trip to the big city with a sack of powerful drugs, area whorphan Solomon Erasmus Hendrick rediscovered one of his passions in life. With cabinets full of food and a heart drained of pride, he spent nearly a whole week curled up on the couch in the living-room smoking the drugs he had purchased, eating the food he had stockpiled, and watching repeatedly the first season of a television show named Community.

While he was hiding from the brutish realities of life, he kept telling himself that he was merely taking a break from the writing and the artistic processes and that he would return to his duties once the drugs were gone. So far, on this first day Post Binge, he rose with the sun, did a full and proper yoga session, ate a light and sensible breakfast, and is now back at his desk, writing; so far, he has been able to keep his mind on his task and off his yearning for More.

For many years, Mr. Hendrick was convinced that he could only live one of two ways, either fully twisted or completely sober. The success of his recent experiment indicates that with a modicum of discipline and a shred of self-respect he can move from one mode to the next – from being creative to slacking and back to being creative – without losing himself in either process. Compared to the near-total paralysis in productivity that usually happens when he gets his hands on some drugs, recent developments indicate that maybe, just maybe, Solomon is figuring himself out. Huzzah.

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