Yesterday I stumbled into a serious substance session. When seeking an audience with the hotheid it's quite usual to have to wade into the addiction pool, but this one was a topper, a real guinea pig test lab.
Three hours later I escaped, downstairs. Thanks to the passive drug inhalations, I couldn't recognize the street I was in. To get home, I had to ignore my surroundings and navigate from the internal street map. Slept till 11 this morning.
This afternoon the heid blissheid was free so we did what I believe you might call a walking meditation, if you were a fraudulent guru milking gullible Americans. Most enjoyable.
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