People who don’t have teenagers don’t really understand this, but my child changed my entire life by making it mean something more.
- I still worked the same task, had the same house, the same life, but now I looked at it differently.
It was more pressing to do these things just so I could take care of my kid. Is it a crushing responsibility on my shoulders? Occasionally, but it also has allowed myself and others to experience life on a more profound level. Then perhaps I am getting too philosophical about it, that happens when I smoke too much; they just recently opened up a current cannabis dispensary down the street from here, as well as taking myself and others back to my school years. Before my kid came along I was a bit of a degenerate pothead, as well as spent most of my time drunk or high on cannabis, when I had her, I split back on all those things because they no longer seemed pressing. And after that cannabis was something I did once in a while, usually late in the evening when she was fast asleep. But now things are different, as well as she is away to school, as well as as I mentioned a cannabis dispensary opened up nearby. The stars all aligned it seems, as well as I have spent this whole weekend just getting blazed on multiple unusual strains of cannabis. I guess I’m sort of regressing back to my degenerate pothead afternoons, but this isn’t a current way of living. Rather it’s just a single silly cannabis-fueled weekend! Come Tuesday I will get back to normal, as well as resume smoking marijuana every once in a while just like usual.