One Time, "WHAT THE FUCK."
was all I could think. All of a sudden I didn't know where I was, who I was or who I was with.
I kept saying "bad trip, bad trip!"
Every time I blinked I thought I was starting to black out so I started saying "don't let me fall asleep!"
Luckily I was with a veteran of the ganj so he suggested we take a walk.
It was pitch black outside...I think.
We walked over to a bridge where there was a still, black creek below us.
I stared into the creek. Growing by the edge of the water was a tree whose reflection tricked me into thinking it was growing down into the brook instead of up.
I loved that tree.
Every time I looked over the side of the bridge to where I could no longer see the railing I felt like I was levitating.
First time I felt like I was flying.
High, my name is Marley.
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