White powder and unfinished stories

The world around her began to fade away, everything that seemed to never slow down stopped in it's tracks like a stop motion picture, frame by frame exposing it's true self. The music that once filled her head causing her body to dance uncontrollably stopped and in a bent formation gracefully picked up the white powder with a ten dollar bill. The cocaine produced such an irresistible high where time was able to slow down and for once she was able to enjoy the meaning of life.