Like many folks I truly appreciate my brain. Love it, even.
In light of said concern for my grey matter, for my first (and unfortunately only) LSD trip I invested
plenty of time choosing a flight controller
and quality mind fuel and only fifteen
minutes after powering down the
runway on my inaugural flyby
my pilot, visibly trembling
asks “are you, uh, feeling
those tremors because
we uh, should not be
feeling that… maybe two
tabs was too much.” I could not
decipher the tangled jumble of letters plopping from all
ready paid El Capitano’s lie hole but as dude mumbled maaayydaaayy the
first sound wave pummeled me and within seconds music lifted me from the
couch with wave upon wave pinning me against the wall. So began the longest
and most interesting life altering 48 hours of my life.
Thank you, friend.