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I really have nothing to say, but I feel like I should post anyway b/c of my pointless raving a couple days ago.
So I quit smoking pot (for about the fifth time in the last 18 months) about a month ago, and there are some interesting side effects. Now that I have gotten past the mindless fits of rage (I cursed a woman out for butting in line at McDonald's a few weeks ago, and then she bought me breakfast which made me feel like an ass), I am into the "once again having dreams" period. I generally wake up when I realize that the dreams are ridiculous, which gives me difficulty sleeping through the night. The first week or two after I quit, it was impossible to even get to sleep, so I'm really not complaining. It's kind of weird what makes me realize I'm dreaming, though. The other night I was driving my car on a bike path, but being very courteous and letting the bikers past me at red lights. Then I saw a motorcyclist was also on the regular-bike path and thought "So, he's in on it too, eh? I won't be able to go this way to work for much longer, for it too shall be clogged with vehicle traffic," and went on about my business. Then, when my living-room window was in our way, he hopped off his bike and started to open my window!!! I thought this was very rude and told him that he should have asked me to open the window instead, because it was my house. Then I realized I was being kind of a jerk and woke up. I don't remember my point and I refuse to go back and see what it was.
So I quit smoking pot (for about the fifth time in the last 18 months) about a month ago, and there are some interesting side effects. Now that I have gotten past the mindless fits of rage (I cursed a woman out for butting in line at McDonald's a few weeks ago, and then she bought me breakfast which made me feel like an ass), I am into the "once again having dreams" period. I generally wake up when I realize that the dreams are ridiculous, which gives me difficulty sleeping through the night. The first week or two after I quit, it was impossible to even get to sleep, so I'm really not complaining. It's kind of weird what makes me realize I'm dreaming, though. The other night I was driving my car on a bike path, but being very courteous and letting the bikers past me at red lights. Then I saw a motorcyclist was also on the regular-bike path and thought "So, he's in on it too, eh? I won't be able to go this way to work for much longer, for it too shall be clogged with vehicle traffic," and went on about my business. Then, when my living-room window was in our way, he hopped off his bike and started to open my window!!! I thought this was very rude and told him that he should have asked me to open the window instead, because it was my house. Then I realized I was being kind of a jerk and woke up. I don't remember my point and I refuse to go back and see what it was.