|| glass of supernova
To avoid additional gibberish posts, I'll update here. It makes sense, anyway. I've been meaning to make this post.
On Saturday night, I ate six grams of mushrooms. Keep in my mind that a pretty standard dose is 3.5. I nearly lost all grips on reality. My mind went to deep, dark corners of my psyche. My trip turned really bad when Jeff called me to tell me that he hadn't slept in two days, it was his birthday at midnight, and he'd sold a bunch of ecstacy to this kid and he'd eaten five pills and was absolutely losing it. I was so sad for him that things got weird.
[Also, Nick Sednew called me while I was tripping. Most difficult phone conversation of my life.]
Anyway, I couldn't stop thinking about you guys. How much I missed you, how different my life was with you, and how much easier things are with you guys around. Basically, just realizing that you guys truly are my best friends. All I wanted was to have someone with me who I knew really well, as the people I tripped with, though wonderful, are people I barely know.
I saw, thought, and realized some fucking crazy things, though.
I also have a really fun thing for us all to do together. Trust me, it's fucking amazing. All we need is a fairly decent black light. So, I say we make a trip to Economy Party Supplies or Target and find one. Once we do, and once we get drunk/altered, we are going to have a fabulous time. Trust me.
I love you guys, and miss you. I miss having this wonderful core family whom I trust implicitly. Sometimes it just takes a minor overdose to realize it.
See you guys soon. I can't wait.