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On Thursday, I smoked a Semi-Marijuana Joint for the First Time
It felt so right
I settled on the alabaster ornate tile with a crack caused by my brother. Teenage hood has taken hold and made him reckless. Growing up, he must’ve viewed my teenage years as a disastrous omen. My brother planned not to do anything similar to me because it seemed pathetic.
I was an exceptional person during my teenage years, and young adulthood reflects it. At the ripe age of 26, I feel like a child. An adolescent who is only suitable for writing sweet nothing’s on the internet. My writing is all I have. Nothing but dead promises remain if I stop.
Perhaps this stick I held in my fingers would distinguish my feelings towards life. It could waive the fatigue and stress caused by Covid-19, where I’m uncertain whether I will see tomorrow. It would eliminate it.
The joints I purchased are from a small company based in Los Angeles named Dad Grass. They specialize in CBD roll-ups and oil. I understand it’s not an average marijuana blunt, as getting high is the last thing I want. I’m sorry to disappoint you Dance Gavin Dance fans.
I knew I had to give the CBD joint a try, as the other forms of CBD haven’t worked. The CBD oil and gummies I’ve taken in the past would ease my stress, but the fuzziness of anxiety still…
