So those of you in chat know about my chronic headaches and such, and about how I stopped smoking the ganja. Well, I've starting smoking again as it has been impossible to get any studying done otherwise. The weed has lessened my headaches a little, but since my tolerance is still way down, those spontaneous, high ideas are still rampant. My tolerance must have been godly, because it takes so little weed to get me good. Haha.
So I was writing a lab report yesterday pretty blazed, and I decided to go smoke some dmt out by this tree that has already lost its leaves, which lay like an orange blanket around it. I sat down at the base of the tree, and just enjoyed its company for a little while before I inhaled.
Now I know you are probably thinking that a tree doesn't constitute a friend, but hold your horses, it isn't the tree.
The trip was beautiful, full of greens, reds, and oranges. It was a multidimensional advanced tetris game. As the veil began to recede I opened my eyes, and was met with the bright green glow emanating from the eyes of a neighborhood cat. This cat runs off every time that I walk out of my apartment or get out of my car, and here it was lying at my feet staring intently. I thought, "Damn, this is the strange behavior that the cat-loving nexians speak of." I was comforted staring into those mysterious eyes, and she seemed unafraid. She got up and began being all cute and cat-like, purring and getting a little cuddly. I called her a weirdo, but couldn't refrain from petting her.
I got up and went inside thinking that was a once in a lifetime moment playing with that cat. This morning I left for school, and who was waiting for me on my steps? Yep! I made a new friend with the catalyst of dmt. How awesome is that?
I need to think of a name for her... Haha.
We are...
We are like that sentence.
We are not finished.