I want to take note of a recent high I had. It was probably very good, fresh plant material because it didn't seem like I did any more than I have recently, and yet it was sort of an over-high to the point of feeling sick. However, I didn't get so sick that I threw up, so maybe I'm getting better about that or am finding the amount that's good for me.
Anyway, it started out as the general high where certain dialogues are very funny because they're seen in that new light. In the hall, the feeling mounted and I began to feel the mood within the words people spoke. Of course, words have emotional backings to them, they're all charged that way. But the feelings I could sense seemed much more tangible as if they were coming from the mouths of the speakers. It was almost claustrophobic being surrounded by all those feelings.
So I went in my room and laid down and closed my eyes. Stories started up; this concept is very difficult to explain, especially a day after it happened. Essentially, my mind's eye saw "bubbles" or scenes on a stage which were brief and singular. The content was similar to two pictures combining into one fresh scenario. That's about all I can describe it as since I can't completely remember.
The night was emotional and downing and quiet, so I slept twelve hours. The next day was still dazed and foggy and eating brought back the high for some reason. I don't think anything should have still been in my system, but then I've always been a little odd with drugs of all kinds. I called it a sick day and just mooched around until my night lab.
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