I sit back in my seat pop one in my mouth hanging off my lips for a minute. I give it a dry pull, I’m getting a hint of lemon 🍋 this should be a treat.
The thumb presses down on the steel wheel creating a great spark while finishing with a hard press on the red button generating an enormous glorious flame. 🔥 I bring it to my face slow, like in a movie. The flame begins to burn the end of the paper.
This is when I breathe deep and take it all in. There it is, that lemony flavor on the exhaust. I exhaled a cloud like I was some kind of a dragon. I take another really quick because I want to savor the flavor. It’s smooth, not harsh at all. So smooth it invites me back again and again… I abide. 🖖🏻😗💨
I reach half mast and I’m feeling a little woozy, but in a good way. Pie eyed and chill. Stoned to the bone 🦴.
Moments like these are great moments in time. Maybe reflection, planning, or just sitting there thinking of nothing, listening to a cricket in the background. The last few tokes are finished and I snuff it out in my House of Blues ashtray and think to myself “Wow, my skull meat 🥩 is sizzling.”
It’s great when you bring a friend too or if you go somewhere with a group of friends and do the same thing, but together. It’s crazy… We’ve been doing that for a long time now. But it’s gotten lost along the way…
Lately, nothing is chill like this. I feel the climate right now is very tense out there. The state got their way so there’s no commercial gatherings, the people are pissed about mold in the dispensary weed, and of course everyone gets mad at each other. This is weird but true. When did EVERYONE become the enemy?
I think that the one thing that everyone is forgetting here, myself included at times, that were just talking about weed here man. It’s just grass… We’re talking about smoking some bud. Chill out.
Considering that mankind has had a documented relationship with this plant since 2727 BC, it blows my mind that we’re even still talking about any and all of this stuff. You should just be able to grow it, buy it, sell it (with proper permits), smoke it, wear it, share it, trade it, have it, or roll around naked in it. And most of all with whom I’d like and with as many as I please.
With that High note, let’s just all get together and smoke a joint and relax. Maybe even meet some new people, exchange some ideas, or just have a simple conversation or not while smoking a joint. It’s just weed. Smoke a joint.
