I always take it hoping to get perspective, or joy, or really anything interesting. But all that ends up happening is I miss out on 12+ hours of doing what I enjoy.
Peace out, and a reminder to all the homies not to do acid with people recently traumatized by military service. They kind of kill the mood.
Update: Got to work and there’s no one to let me in the building. Thinking of striking, since there’s not much else to do. At least then they’d let me in.
zddy wrote
Love the imagery of a lone person, "im bored, might as well strike"