Detox: Day 5, 28/04/13

Sunday is proving to be a slow day, apart from a mid-morning yoga session. I always knew what was involved but had never attended a class.

I found that if you applied yourself, it tended to hurt like buggery, but the payoff was worth it. I can certainly see the long term appeal, and I may look into joining some classes after I am rehabilitated. Perhaps even go with Floppy.

Most of the other guys approached it in a half-assed manner, making jokes and fucking around, which makes me feel that they're approaching their rehab in the same way.

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Sometimes the depth of addiction can be truly frightening. Yesterday, while we played kick to kick, one of the guys spotted half a used cigarette wedged in between the pavement and the grass. A few of the other guys remarked that it should be smoked there and then, out of sight of the supervisor, but nobody had a lighter.

The cigarette was retrieved, however, and smuggled back into the unit. The faced another problem, however, in that nothing in the unit produces a naked flame. (Another H&S issue, I'm sure.)

Solution: Use the toaster!

If they are caught with this half of a used cigarette, they face immediate expulsion.

Hope it's worth it.