Our top story. Today was a productive cheat day and night. And morning.
I smoked a nice amount of weed after a booty bump of fucus. I just did another one now. It’s a subtle rush, but better than other methods, for me at least.
I try not to worry about infection in much the same way I ignore everything until it happens because it might not and that is useless worry.
I was thinking it’s quite interesting to think of my life as chapters on my life story.
Each chapter is a self contained 2 to 5 year inclusive story. The ups and downs were all linked to the building, and my companion. I’ve been a son, several roommates and border but I always created a friendship circle that changes chapter to chapter.
Along the way, there are adventures and revelations and ideas and more.
Good stories, endings , and once, even a romance.
We are the master of our individual universe. Expanding continuously with the experience of living. Everything we see and hear is ours to interpret, accept, alter or deny.
We assume most thoughts we turn into memories and stories are correct and perhaps even #prideworthy
It is only apon sharing we learn our perfection may have been flawed.