I’ll be honest, I don’t remember having a conversation about it, I don’t remember anything other than he handed it to us, and we just went “boop,” put it right in our mouths. Didn’t think one thought about it. No thought went into it. Could’ve been a big life decision.
Forty-five minutes later: I don’t feel anything. And it’s always when you say, I don’t feel anything, it’s usually kind of the tipping point. Do I feel anything? What is feeling? What is feeling? What is feeling anything? Oh, this is what tripping on acid is like.
If you see a… Good luck.
Didn’t think one thought about it. No thought went into it. Could’ve been a big life decision.
