‘I realise that I am the elephant in the room’

IN AN attempt to alter my mind without the assistance of drugs or alcohol, I sign up for a month’s special offer of hot yoga. I used to do it a lot, and remember the amazing spaced out feeling that lasted all day after the class. 

That glorious feeling of nothing really mattering, and of not caring even if it did.

Opiate users report similar sensations, but I don’t fancy spots, constipation or burglary. I just want a short cut to feeling blissfully dazed, without becoming a drug addict.