Learning Something New

I have always been to busy to do anything related to "fun stuff". Most of my contemporaries have at one time or another tried pot, I have always found something else to spend the money on, or something to do rather then attempt to use it. Besides if my parents tried to kill me because I was intoxicated on a couple of beers can you imagine what they would have done if I was high on weed? I shudder to think on it myself because I know how it killed them to watch one of their children get addicted and then die from a drug over dose, so no I wasn't one of those that experimented with drugs in the '80's while growing up in New York and other places around the world.

But now that I am in my forties I've tried it. Not sure I liked the fact that it was easy to lose so much control after all I am a control freak, but I was curious. I have often wondered, as well as, speculated on the reasons why people choose chemical oblivion to reality, but then again, I also believe to each his/her own so I had an experimental joint. Control left as well as coordination, visual acuity and a few other body functions but we are not going to discuss that one at this time just the skin. It was sensitive to EVERYTHING a breath blown on it gave it goose bumps in triplicate, A hand brushing across skin gave it a sensitivity that was almost painful but exhilarating and arousing one mustn't forget how arousing it was to be touched so delicately that sensations were all that could be focused on.

There is truth in wine. I gotta tell you there is truth in weed as well. It makes you think with one small part of your brain and wonder about the universe and how it connects to you, why it took you so long to have an experience that was mind conscious as well as body overly conscious. It stimulated to the point that all nerve endings were alive with a life of their own. You that have tried this shrug your shoulders and say so what I who ever never done this in my life wonder at what else I have missed. However I am not going to attempt to find out at this late stage. K keeps telling me that I told him that life is for the living and should be lived to the fullest and to some extent I agree with my own thoughts on this. The thing you have to remember is all things in moderation.

So I've had my drug experiment, it was a remarkable experience and I have every intention of trying it one more time to see if the sames results occur, but that is all I am going to do. Why if it was wonderful would I stop? Because along with the good there is bad. I don't like the amount of control I lost. Not that I was nympho maniac or anything not that it scared me to lose that much of my natural inhibitions, but the lack of control and feeling of bewilderment is not acceptable to me. So I've had my experiment with drugs and it was mind blowing, but in this case twice will be enough for me.