I have a bad habit when smoking spice: I will take one good hit, and while holding it in, I will get some random thought that will lead to a lengthy rumination, followed probably by some pondering. I will not even notice exhaling. When I reach the natural conclusion of this pondering, I will suddenly look up, look at the pipe in my hand, look at the lighter in my other hand, and realize I have done it again.

So I was thinking about making a post to this effect; in fact, I was thinking about it when I took a hit of spice this morning. Which led to me remembering my last post here, wherein I had said: "I love the net! You can look up frickin anything!" Why exactly did I say, "frickin?" I wondered. I never say that IRL. Probably because it doesn't seem polite to say "fucking" at the Nexus, somehow. A little more refined, here... and that put me in mind of other ways people get around using the F-word. Like one of my favorite jokes, a kid joke:

Q: How do you get an elephant into a Safeway shopping bag?
A: I don't know.
Q: You take the "S" out of "Safe," and the "F" out of "way."
A: There is no "F" in "way!"
Q: That's right!

Ha ha ha ha ha! ... ... ... and then suddenly I look up, look at the pipe in one hand, and the lighter in the other ....

Oh, fuck!

Haha you sure sound more relaxed than I am when you take a hit!

Sounds like you are analyzing things while you are holding in the hit. Maybe the meditation thing might help. Or even light music. Something to keep your mind off of life here on earth.

But dont take my word for it. I seem to be a chicken shit when it comes to doing a dose over 5mg. *shaking head* I just keep telling myself. Set and setting isnt right at this time. Then I do a small dose. I guess that is ok. Planning a trip to the woods soon and will do a full launch with nature. Thats the only place that I can do whatever spice throws at me, without worrying about people in my house hearing me.

While dealing with preflight jitters (and while actually smoking) I try to meditate on some of my more memorable moments in hyperspace... Sort of like playing a "best-of" montage during takeoff. Doesn't apparently have much of an impact on my destination, but it helps keep the random fluff at bay.

Oh, I wasn't necessarily complaining ... it just struck me really funny.

Glad you are ok with it

I love trips like what you said. "I did it again".
Like when you are deep in some trip (mushrooms for me) and you pop out and go.. Wholy crap! Like as if the doors opened and you stepped out back to reality. Then you think.. "did all that just happen?" I have had that happen a few times. Love it though. Like you just went on a vacation somewhere.

I am not quite sure how, but I understand exactly what you just explained! It reminded me of my own thought process... an analytical, mile-a-minute mind.

As long as you are okay with it, frickin' right on!