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What’s your Heroin?


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“Men with good manners and Bordeaux on weekends, Rom coms and lattes, long weekends in Nassau, long warm wet kisses that last ’til tomorrow….these are a few of my favourite things!!!”

Bookstores, the used-all-hardwood-flooring type are the equivalent of a soft, warm, blankie for me. I used to love spending time in Eliot’s Bookshop on Yonge during my lunch hours. Most days I wasn’t looking for anything in particular, just a little comfort. 

Memoirs of an Addicted Brain, by Neuroscientist Mark Lewis  is a book about addicts. You’re an addict right?

Whoa – wait a minute there tiger. Not an addict? No? Think again.

According to Lewis we’re wired for addiction. He begins his exploration of addiction by siting the presence of opioids in mother’s milk. The long and short of it is, we all just want to be loved. We have an innate emptiness about ourselves that needs to be sated. Maybe…

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One thought on “What’s your Heroin?

  1. Honey, why don’t you get in touch with the Star or Globe and send your resume. You would be terrific at writing a column.. I remember years ago, Gary Lautens whom I loved and never missed a column.



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