Yes another post about THC vapour.
Interesting how every batch of weed seems to have a different effect. This past week I have had some strange and lovely day dreams or should I say evening dreams, since that is the only time I use the stuff.
I dreamt of my late Aunt Aline, imagining her cottage in the Laurentians. We would spend afternoons picking raspberries or go for a swim in the creek that had a little waterfall. In the morning we sat on the veranda and sipped tea from her beautiful china mugs that were covered in a pink rose pattern. She had a huge flower garden that attracted humming birds.
I started to cry, realizing I will never go to that cottage again and never see her again. Why did she have to die so young? Why was her life so filled with tragedy?
Then my mind drifted to thoughts of food( no munchies thank goodness) and I started to make a list of all my favourite fruits: California oranges, raspberries, Niagara peaches and pears, watermelon. Mmmm I could taste each and every one.
I closed my eyes, Debussy was playing on the radio, although I can't remember which piece. I put my right hand on my forehead and it felt like it was inside my head. That sounds odd, but it was a very pleasant feeling, very comforting. I sat there and felt the music all around and inside. Pretty trippy stuff for me.
Tomorrow I am starting an adventure, which I can't talk about yet. If things go well I will post later in the week. If things go bad, I will still post later in the week.