2:45pm on a Wdnesday. The loop begins with a fat cap of Molly, my focus dust and a desicion. I’m staring at an untested stip of 10 hits of acid. The choice is whether I do to little and be dissapointed or not. five or six is the final choice. We still know the focus dust brain tries to sort the acid brain out and normalize. We don’t know how … we don’t know anything. I choose 5 because it leaves 5 and so there is no choosing wrong for next time. Jeff logic is sometimes complex.

 The acid might not be real acid so who knows what effect 5 hits will have.  I know I’ll hate it and regret it for at least an hour or two… or 6

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