(A real pen lies across an open journal page upon which, in teal ink, is written:) Fish don't know anything but water, so they don't realize they're swimming. They believe they can fly.
#Confessions of a #MiddleAged #Stoner
I wasn't high last night, but I woke up with this thought from a dream, which seemed so deep at the time I felt compelled to write it down.
#InHindsightNotSoMuch #ConfessionsOfAMiddleAgedStoner #FeverDreams #CanYouHaveAcidFlashbacksFromCannabis?
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