The only thing that exists after taking a hit is the thing directly in front of you. The world disappears. And only your direct line of sight has any importance. And I mean this in the best way possible.
I have consumed all the food. The food has been eliminated. A reverse mullet of a strain. Party in the front absolute melty butter slumber in the back. Bing bong.
Hit this from the bong. Immediately made all my responsibilities disappear. It also made me super productive and functional. I have ADHD, so this actually helped me focus and do the things I set out to.
But man, this has made me feel like nothing is that big of deal. And it’s okay to just relax. Definitely recommend for anyone with anxiety or ADHD.
This shit has turned me into furniture. I am couch. Couch is me. Made me an immovable object, but not a sleepy object. I enjoyed the hell out of some survivor and ate the shit out of a chipotle burrito that made me toes curl. 11/10. Bout to get raptured by sleep.
Smoked this shit out the bowl. Gawwwwwwd damn. I feel mushy all over. This is some strong but wonderful weed. Go slow with this one. Too much can send your consciousness into orbit.