Thursday, March 8, 2012

I Puff, I Pass...

I finally snagged my Medical Marijuana license, and after all those years of sketchy and skimpy smoking behind closed doors ventilated with desire, unable to enjoy or reflect within special moments of flavor, I never could deny the benefits of smoking weed since I was 21 years of age, living in a very dry region, with extremely dry minds!
Coming from an approved alcoholic drinking background, and piles of unpleasant memories followed by awful hangovers while drinking myself to near death, with a challenge of how far one could go, and how bad things could go after, and boy was I lucky!

With frustration and pursuits of life, how can I relax?... Smoked a fag every now and then! that was fine and dandy , but the smell is awful I could not lay down a thoughtful kiss on my wife's lips , and it became a habit I wouldn't shake for so long, let alone the cancerous chemicals it should gather!!!

What about DRUGS?!!! Gosh No. it’s dreadful enough, that we have access to the legal poisons from cigarettes and alcoholic beverages, but I was nowhere close authenticating destruction to my health and life.


Still, I managed to find my junctures, just like in pictures and movie scenes , confident with a contagious smile (and suspicious enough) for people to asked and for me to answer: “No, am just happy” but since you've asked! what do you mean by “Are you High?”

I couldn't figure it out at first; I've heard of 'being high' is somewhat spiritual in experience, otherwise, I believe it means am DEAD high. But I had my casual and usual suspicion; they said its Drugs! Now they say it’s natural. I told them it’s illegal, they told me: have a Puff!

With a puff followed by a pass, a cheesy broken English accent, said : Sharing is Caring! Alright, Puff Puff Pass… Wait a second, I am not drunk, my stomach feel like its been hugged by a cloud, and am actually craving for a nice meal with no headaches to cure, drinking water like its the first time in my entire living life; for the first time, I wasn't trying to avoid any hangovers, I can even drive with perfect balance while floating on an overwhelming buzz, that feels more like a head massage, fulfilled from within the veins of my brain. At this moment explicitly, I recall the first time I had a drink of alcohol, losing my balance with a mournful buzz, I couldn’t walk "let alone drive!" shrugging water mixed with aspirin like a nomad in the desert, and a stomach that only welcomes junk food to beat its painful hunger... I puffed and I passed my way out this malignant cycle...


Waking up, at peace, contented and collected, I buoy my senses back to  shores of delight, with a nice and healthy breakfast, a cup of fresh coffee, and a new cycle to began with :-)...

Not forgetting my casual puffs and passes!

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