Last week I smoked for the first time in a while and then rode my bike home from work at night. For the entire half-hour ride, I was overwhelmed by a visceral feeling of the beauty and pleasure and sheer unlikelihood of my own existence. I was subject to wave after crashing waves of pounding, euphoric, existential bliss( like it described here: https://www.smokeandpoke.com/blog/how-does-cbd-increase-libido/) while the world flew under me in carnival color and the warm wind licked at my skin like a dog that was happy to see me.
