It was interesting.
I was laying on my back staring at the ceiling, slowly it began to look like the bottom of a white octopus’ tentacles pressed against glass.
Next I turned around and started searching through the carpet for a shiny Staryu which at that point made complete sense in my head, this was around the point when I started speaking complete nonsense, like inventing days.
At one point I looked over at one of my friends who was wearing a striped sweater, he became the Cheshire cat.
Then my depth perception was completely off, I got lost in the couch, I had to swim out, at this point everyone else was sleeping. I got stuck staring at a light for what seemed like hours even though it was only a few minutes.
I managed to stand on my feet and walked towards the front door, this was when my feet started melting into the hard wood floor like quicksand, so I quickly jumped out of it and into the bathroom shutting the door behind me.
At this point the room sealed itself shut and I was stuck staring at my reflection watching myself morph into a tiger hawk otter or something, again it made sense in my mind at the time, I looked away from the mirror and lifted the toilet seat so I could pee and swore I saw neon diamonds in the water, I finally found my way out of the bathroom after a few minutes.
For some reason I brought the towel from the bathroom and wrapped it around my body and sat on the ottoman for a few minutes trying to figure out if I was still alive or what was going on because at this point everything felt as if it wasn’t really happening.
One of my friends who was also asleep in the living room took me outside onto the patio to smoke which helped relieve my anxiety, luckily after this I was able to finally go to sleep.
The first couple hours of my trip was amazing and euphoric, I was noticing the beauty in everything, the last hour or so when everyone was sleeping was terrifying because I legitimately thought I was dead and that my life was flashing before my eyes.
I’m mainly blogging this so that I can look back on it at a later time since I managed to piece everything that happened together and actually had time to document it.
Remember when I was straight edge for 6 years?