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I just remembered I had the strangest dream.
I was taking the bus somewhere, it was a disgusting run down bus, filled with junkies and the other dregs of society, haha. I pulled out a hash cigarette (for some reason the hash was clear and jelly like) and I started to smoke it on the bus. Then, this cracked out lady next to me started smoking a normal tobacco filled cigarette. We started talking, and then she asked if we could trade smokes. I was already stoned I guess, and I told her mine was filled with hash, and she got all excited and was like "That's wonderful!!!". So, we switched smokes. It felt nice to share hash with someone that needed it? hahaha. I also remember trying to get high in that dream later on.
What the hell. So I guess I'm going to try and smoke that hash if I don't get anything better today.
edit: this reminds me of another dream I had, in which somebody told me that I reminded them of Bill Burroughs. I think about drugs too much for my own good.
I was taking the bus somewhere, it was a disgusting run down bus, filled with junkies and the other dregs of society, haha. I pulled out a hash cigarette (for some reason the hash was clear and jelly like) and I started to smoke it on the bus. Then, this cracked out lady next to me started smoking a normal tobacco filled cigarette. We started talking, and then she asked if we could trade smokes. I was already stoned I guess, and I told her mine was filled with hash, and she got all excited and was like "That's wonderful!!!". So, we switched smokes. It felt nice to share hash with someone that needed it? hahaha. I also remember trying to get high in that dream later on.
What the hell. So I guess I'm going to try and smoke that hash if I don't get anything better today.
edit: this reminds me of another dream I had, in which somebody told me that I reminded them of Bill Burroughs. I think about drugs too much for my own good.