Yesterday was wonderful. I awoke from a twisted dream about being back in high school while it's being gassed by terrorists to a call from an old friend of mine. I guess he had woken up to a bad scene at his place and wanted to get out for a bit to go do some mushrooms. So we did.
It was really great though, we found this nice big valley in the woods with all sorts of trees and flowers just kinda tucked in the middle of suburbia, where no one had seemed to notice. It felt like being kid again, the perfect ability to live completely in each moment as it passed into the next.
I wish I could learn to do that shit without mushrooms someday.
It was really great though, we found this nice big valley in the woods with all sorts of trees and flowers just kinda tucked in the middle of suburbia, where no one had seemed to notice. It felt like being kid again, the perfect ability to live completely in each moment as it passed into the next.
I wish I could learn to do that shit without mushrooms someday.
we overlook what is our normal landscape.