Epiphany

He started rolling a joint. This would be the last time, he told himself. He would quit after this one. He looked at his reflection in the mirror. He needed a shave. People had started pointing at him and laughing of late and it was beginning to bother him. He was making a mental note of all the things he had to do. He stepped into his bathtub and took a drag. Slowly, he drifted into the state of bliss, his favourite feeling in the world. Too bad it would be for the last time, he thought. It was slowing his progress down and he knew it. He started playing with his toy ship and tried to drown it. But it kept bouncing back up. He noticed that every time he pushed the ship down, the water level rose. It suddenly hit him.
"EUREKA", he screamed and ran all around town, naked.
He then came back to his house and rolled up a joint. This would be the last time, he told himself. He would quit after this one.

P.S- This is obviously a work of fiction. No offence intended.